Yesterday morning it was cold. I walked the gravel path, hands tucked up into my sleeves to stay warm, hood up and framing my face against the late fall morning. I walked because I could – because I was in a place where, slipping out early enough, I would see no one else and hearContinue reading “dying beautifully”
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wonder
“The practice of paying attention is the rarest of gifts because it depends upon the harshest of disciplines. So uncommon is it for us to grasp the beauty and mystery of ordinary things that, when we finally do so, it often brings us to the verge of tears. Appalled by our own poverty, we awakeContinue reading “wonder”
stillness.
Be still my soul: the Lord is on thy side Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain Leave to thy God to order and provide In every change, He faithful will remain Be still my soul: thy best, thy heavenly friend Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end I remember distinctly the firstContinue reading “stillness.”
how faint a whisper 