Showing posts with label stillness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stillness. Show all posts

18 March 2019

watch and believe

I savour nothing more than 
the Lord's words spoken to me 
in the early morning hours
priceless life to me

I use everything from the greatest to the smallest
I transform tears into glory
did I not turn blood into salvation?
How much more can I transform all things?

Only watch and believe
be strong in the waiting
have I not already commanded you
strong and courageous

I Am in the stillness
when you think I Am not moving

Know and believe

Moses told the people, Fear not; stand still (firm, confident, undismayed) and see the salvation of the Lord which He will work for you today. For the Egyptians you have seen today you shall never see again. The Lord will fight for you, and you shall hold your peace and remain at rest.
Exodus 14:13-14

28 March 2015

nature's old song

Whenever there is stillness there is the still small voice,
 God's speaking from the whirlwind,
 nature's old song, and dance...
Annie Dillard

let me remain
silent, satisfied
in Him
let the wind blow
as it may
I will not be moved


Sandra Heska King - Still Saturday
sitting still with Sandy

 

21 March 2015

settle in

Ask the world to reveal its quietude —
not the silence of machines when they are still,
but the true quiet by which birdsongs,
trees, bellworts, snails, clouds, storms
become what they are, and are nothing else.
Wendell Berry

in the center of the flood
grasping, gasping
may I find the still point
peace falling, as the dove 
Holy Spirit, settles in
for an extended stay

Sandra Heska King - Still Saturday
seeking the stillness with Sandy

16 August 2014

no hurry hurry

Hurry, hurry has no blessings
Swahili proverb

let me find blessings
in the waiting
the slow
wonder
as God's sun sets
on the Canadian prairies
soon to rise
on the African plains

Sandra Heska King - Still Saturday
looking for a still space with Sandy

 

09 August 2014

between breaths

Sometimes 
the most important thing 
in a whole day 
is the rest we take 
between two deep breaths,
or the turning inwards in prayer 
for five short minutes
Etty Hillesum

stop along the road
pause, pray, praise
find the centre
breathe in beauty
before continuing on

Sandra Heska King - Still Saturday
finding the stillness with Sandy

 

26 July 2014

within the storm

To be at peace, 
does not mean that you are amiss of every storm, 
it only means that you can find a calm within the storm
Tania Elizabeth

I placed an order
this morning
for mosquito nets
to create in the natural
a refuge
like that I find
in my God
safety
security
peace

Sandra Heska King - Still Saturday
looking for a still place with Sandy

 

19 July 2014

aptitude of stillness

No domestic animal can be as still as a wild animal. 
The civilized people have lost the aptitude of stillness, 
and must take lessons in silence from the wild 
before they are accepted by it.
Isak Dinesen (Out of Africa)

I will to be still
to listen and hear
to watch and see
each new moment
an adventure 
to breathe
taste and tell


Sandra Heska King - Still Saturday
seeking the stillness with Sandy

 

11 July 2014

eating the stillness

Silence helps us to understand our inner self. 
If we want to understand God's way for us, 
silence is needed. 
Stillness and quiet are like nourishment
O.S.B. André Gozier

all I want, need
to know
is the stillness
in Him, of Him
with Him
may I open wide my mouth
and see that He is good

Sandra Heska King - Still Saturday
seeking to be still with Sandy

 

08 July 2014

learn to learn

I know that
life will slow
time will come
and linger
and I will sit
with words, enveloped
snuggled in

but for just now
those moments
belong to all
I have surrendered

fighting for peace
steals my peace
as I learn to learn
to find stillness
in the rush

For everything there is a season,
    a time for every activity under heaven.
 A time to be born and a time to die.
    A time to plant and a time to harvest.
 A time to kill and a time to heal.
    A time to tear down and a time to build up.
 A time to cry and a time to laugh.
    A time to grieve and a time to dance.
A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones.
    A time to embrace and a time to turn away.
 A time to search and a time to quit searching.
    A time to keep and a time to throw away.
 A time to tear and a time to mend.
    A time to be quiet and a time to speak.
 A time to love and a time to hate.
    A time for war and a time for peace.
 

05 July 2014

softly home

the day dawned
anything but still
as we drove into the sunrise
to host our fundraising yard sale

now the heat of the day
the swarming mosquitoes
and the noise of the shoppers
is merely memory
as I find my silence
here, in the refuge
of words, typed softly
home

Sandra Heska King - Still Saturday
trying to find a still place with Sandy

 

21 June 2014

practice nothing

You need not do anything. 
Remain sitting at your table and listen. 
You need not even listen, just wait. 
You need not even wait, 
just learn to be quiet, still and solitary. 
And the world will freely offer itself to you unmasked. 
It has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet
Franz Kafka

trying to find spaces
to practice
nothing

Sandra Heska King - Still Saturday
finding the still places with Sandy

 

13 June 2014

choosing to hush

Be intentional about your time 
and try to set some aside to write and create 
at the same time every day.  
I suggest the morning, 
when you and the day are both new again.  
Contemplate, focus, deliberate - 
take your time and make it sacred again.
Dave Harrity - Making Manifest

even in sleep
my mind can find ways
to rush, race, circling thoughts
revisiting the past day
building visions
of what is to come

to slow myself is contrary 
to our modern natures
but each morning I can choose
to hush
into the new day
finding the holy
and mercies fresh

The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases,
    his mercies never come to an end;
they are new every morning;
    great is thy faithfulness.

Sandra Heska King - Still Saturday
seeking a still place with Sandy

 

06 June 2014

lower still

Come, oh come! let us away--
Lower, lower every day, 
Oh, what joy it is to race
Down to find the lowest place. 
This the dearest law we know--
"It is happy to go low."
Sweetest urge and sweetest will,
"Let us go down lower still."
Hear the summons night and day
Calling us to come away.
Hannah Hurnard - The Water Song
Hinds Feet on High Places

lower still
strip pride away
till I can in stillness sit 
beside my Lord
simple, humble
no thought of self
but all of Him

Sandra Heska King - Still Saturday
seeking that still spot with Sandy

 

30 May 2014

practice slowness

Christ calls us:
practice slowness,
grip the moment before you and see it without hesitation,
see the real and brilliant places before you;
love your neighbor, bless your enemy,
treat all creation with amiable respect.
Because each being in this world is created, designed, intentional.
Dave Harrity in Making Manifest 

slowing
opening eyes to see
a world transformed
after the rains
breathing green

Sandra Heska King - Still Saturday
seeking stillness with Sandy 

24 May 2014

waiting to unfold

Most of us will never be great in the world, especially when measured by its standards - where product, stature and the bottom line are most important. But measures have a way of being changed over time. There is in the world a way of measuring that has less to do with standing up and more to do with being still. Your life is that small seed etched into earth - the horizon is about to change.

Your voice - that unique view of reality, that humble vision - 
is waiting in you.
Dave Harrity - Making Manifest

see
the whole world
waits, to unfold
in your telling
in a voice that is
yours alone
humble, real
holy


Sandra Heska King - Still Saturday
making time to be still with Sandy

17 May 2014

getting out

For yesterday's exercise in Making Manifest, Dave Harrity asked us to step away from our regular surroundings, spend ten minutes in still and silent observation then open our journals and write. I couldn't get to it then, but caught up today.  Here's my getting out:

The air has grown warm enough to sit without a jacket, but the wind brings a chill each time it passes through in waves.  I have left the solitude of our end-of-the-road, edge-of-the-world acreage and come to town, both to do this exercise and pick up some items for dinner at the grocery store.

I pulled the car over and left it to enjoy this small park and sitting area that the town built a few years ago.

Stone planters and wooden benches wear placards honoring those who donated the funds to purchase them, for themselves or loved ones. The bench wood is streaked gray through the brown stain. I believe it is weather, not human use that is fading the colour, for I never see anyone making use of the benches, or the paths or the skate park down at the far end.

The park is lonely for users.

The trees are still bare, even as small buds begin to appear.  The branches twist and reach and following them with my eyes is like trying to track my way through a maze.  I loose my way and then can't remember where to begin again.

A large Canadian flag flutters 
proud, even with an edge tattered 
dancing to a tune of its own
like these small towns
not dying, not living
moved by time
and wind
still holding on

I ambled back to the car, and took a drive to look at one of our rivers, hungry to see life.

 

16 May 2014

the fullness

Stillness is a decision 
in spite of the world's standards of being, 
despite its assaults, pressures, and norms 
- a bold way of loving one another 
through a posture of peace, balance, and patience.
Dave Harrity - Making Manifest

finding clarity in the silence
joy in the small things
inhaling the fullness 
of His presence
 I settle, here
now

Sandra Heska King - Still Saturday
in the stillness with Sandy

 

10 May 2014

silent shouts

Away with the noise of your songs!
    I will not listen to the music of your harps.
But let justice roll on like a river,
    righteousness like a never-failing stream!


we are going silent, 
in a show of solidarity with the women 
and girls around the world
who know unspeakable things 
for those who have no voice
or whose voices are never heard
may our silence shout
speaking louder for them
than any words ever could

Sandra Heska King - Still Saturday
silent for the cause with Sandy and Deidra