“...what I mean by quiet: an openness to the presence of God at play in creation, at work in our hearts, directing our ways and drawing us into his story.”
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“A fox. Tentative, she sets one paw onto the ice. Then another. She hesitates, for she knows how fickle the river can be.”
― The Frozen River
― The Frozen River
“...how to dwell in the kind of quiet that opens one up to the gift and wonder of the world.”
― Reclaiming Quiet: Cultivating a Life of Holy Attention
― Reclaiming Quiet: Cultivating a Life of Holy Attention
“Among the many blessings of belonging to a faith which has such an important place for written scriptures, is the blessing of literacy and literary culture. It is a simple fact that the desire to read and share the Bible, translated into our own language, has been the main driver for literacy and everything that pertains to it: from the production of paper and the invention of printing, to children in learning their letters in elementary schools.
The Word within the Words”
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The Word within the Words”
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“The Lectern
Some rise on eagles wings, this one is plain,
Plain English workmanship in solid oak;
Age gracefully it says, go with the grain.
You walk towards an always open book,
Open as every life to every light,
Open to shade and shadow, day and night,
The changeless witness of your changing pain.
Be still the lectern says, stand here and read
Here are your mysteries, your love and fear,
And running through them all, the slender thread
Of God's strange grace red as these ribbons, red
As your own blood when reading reads you here
And pierces joint and marrow ... So you stand
The lectern still beneath your trembling hand.”
― The Word within the Words
Some rise on eagles wings, this one is plain,
Plain English workmanship in solid oak;
Age gracefully it says, go with the grain.
You walk towards an always open book,
Open as every life to every light,
Open to shade and shadow, day and night,
The changeless witness of your changing pain.
Be still the lectern says, stand here and read
Here are your mysteries, your love and fear,
And running through them all, the slender thread
Of God's strange grace red as these ribbons, red
As your own blood when reading reads you here
And pierces joint and marrow ... So you stand
The lectern still beneath your trembling hand.”
― The Word within the Words
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