sunlight, splashing across fresh-cut grass, leaving diamonds affixed to each blade, like teardrops. criss-crossing tree trunks and branches, still Spring-bare with slightest buds, interlace like fingers in prayer, rising up from the earth. dim, white-washed morning sky, painted too thin across the heavenly canvas, sweeps away yesterday's darkened thoughts, as the birds cry out, "good …
The Teacher Sits
Only someone who is silent is listening....Thus, the world reveals itself to the silent listener and only to him; the more silently he listens, the more purely is he able to perceive reality. - Josef Pieper The Teacher sits like a child on the floor in a room of adults standing above him. He speaks …
Saturday Prayer 28
And after the fire came a gentle whisper. (1 Kings 19:2) Lord, let me hear Your whisper today. With all the din of sounds and voices, Let me hear Your whisper today. [This is part of a series of prayer posts in 2012 that began here.]
Talking in Whispers
This week has been an interesting one for me. After coming down with a cold last week, I strained my voice and have been unable to talk in much more than a hoarse whisper the last few days. I've been thinking about my use of words and my voice a lot these past few days. …
Listening to God . . . Free From Guilt (re:listening 4)
This is the last of a series of posts on listening. If we are to listen to God in His way, then we often have to have our feet knocked out from under us. We need to be re-trained by Him into the way of listening. Sometimes this involves confessing sin. There are very real …
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