“And so the truth is that as much as we love to be alone, we want to be together. It is the paradox of the poem, playing out in our very life. The poem is most usually written in solitude.” ~ From “Purple Bottle Journal” in Love. Etc.: Poems of Love, Laughter, Longing, & Loss […]
40 Words of Lent 2014: Day 18 (Still Saturday)
“The more I thought about it, . . . I realized C.S. Lewis’s suggestion that we lay aside our fussings and frettings and come in out of the wind was the only viable alternative to a life dictated by anxiety, distraction, and fear.” ~Michelle DeRusha in Spiritual Misfit Word Count: 40 Today’s Reading: John […]
40 Words of Lent 2014: Day 11 (Still Saturday)
“God seems to favor the element of surprise, falling like dew on the skin, landing softly like a bird on a wire. And you look around to see if anyone else felt what you felt: an earthquake of the soul.” ~Jennifer Dukes Lee in Love Idol: Letting Go of Your Need for Approval–and Seeing Yourself Through God’s Eyes […]
40 Words of Lent 2014: Day 4 (Still Saturday)
“There’s a lot of glitter in the world. And there are a thousand ways to count shiny things: followers, Facebook friends, Twitter @mentions, and invitations. But there’s only One Way that ever really mattered. “Lord, help me follow that Way.” ~Jennifer Dukes Lee, Love Idol: Letting Go of Your Need for Approval–and Seeing Yourself Through […]
still saturday: crowded with god
“We may ignore, but we may nowhere evade, the presence of God. The world is crowded with God. God walks everywhere incognito. And the incognito is not always hard to penetrate. The real labor is to remember, to attend. In fact, to come awake. Still more, to remain awake.” ~C.S. Lewis in Letters to Malcolm […]
still saturday: every morning
Every morning I walk like this around the pond, thinking: if the doors of my heart ever close, I am as good as dead. Every morning, so far, I’m alive. And now the crows break off from the rest of the darkness and burst up into the sky–as though all night they had thought of […]
still saturday: walking poetry
For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand so that we would walk in them. ~Ephesians 2:10 (NASB) God calls you his workmanship, his poiemia. What happens when God writes poetry? We do. We happen. We are walking poetry, the kind that moves, the kind who has hands and feet, the kind with […]
still saturday: being nothing
The dream of my life Is to lie down by a slow river And stare at the light in the trees– To learn something by being nothing A little while but the rich Lens of attention. ~Mary Oliver in Twelve Moons Still learning, Sandy Welcome to Still Saturday where we pause after a busy […]
still saturday: how to hear the voice that matters
Many voices ask for our attention. There is a voice that says, “Prove that you are a good person.” Another voice says, “You’d better be ashamed of yourself.” There also is a voice that says, “Nobody really cares about you,” and one that says, “Be sure to become successful, popular, and powerful.” But underneath all […]
still saturday: enough for this day
When we breathe, we do not stop inhaling because we have taken in all the oxygen we will ever need, but because we have all the oxygen we need for this breath. Then we exhale, release carbon dioxide, and make room for more oxygen. Sabbath, like the breath, allows us to imagine we have done […]
