Filling you

Life can sap your heart and soul.

In the midst of your hectic schedule,

I am your hiding place.

Take time to be still

and know that I am God.

Come to Me when you’re worn out

and stressed out.

I’ll refresh you and show you how

to live freely and lightly.

In My presence,

you’ll find satisfying joy.

Filling you,

Your God of Hope.

— Stephanie Howard, Hugs for Women on the Go, p. 54-55, from Psalms 32:7, 46:10, 16:11, and Matthew 11:28-30

A matter of practice

Our true home is in the present moment.

To live in the present moment

is a miracle.

The miracle is not to walk on water.

The miracle is to walk on the green

earth in the present moment,

to appreciate the peace and

beauty that are available now.

Peace is all around us — in the

world and nature — and within

us — in our bodies and our spirits.

Once we learn to touch this

peace, we will be healed

and transformed.

It is not a matter of faith;

it is a matter of practice.

— Thich Nhat Hanh

Waiting on God

What a blessing when we wait on God

who knows our heart’s desires,

and wants what is best for us

and for those we love!

— Nancy Corbett Cole

God, the Last

Gray mist between trees:

Portal we pass through en route

To new adventures

— Judith Valente, in The Art of Pausing, p. 210

Made from bone

When I can be the truth,

it grows more and more clear

when it is necessary to tell the truth.

That is, when I have access to the place

within me that is lighted, I don’t have

to speak heatedly. I can just give away

warmth. When I am still enough to brush

quietly with eternity, I don’t have to

speak of God. I can just offer peace

to those around me.

A tree grows so it can convey wind.

It is not the wind. And a person grows

in order to convey spirit.

They say that animals recharge

their innocence each time they hoof

the earth. And we are reborn

each time we touch what matters.

— Mark Nepo, Reduced to Joy, p. 44-45

Keep this fire going

After all this way,

I only want your questions.

The things you and I conclude

don’t matter much.

I don’t know why.

It just is so.

For all our talk of truth and God

won’t insure that you or I

are true or holy.

Just feed me your questions.

I need them to keep this

fire going.

— Mark Nepo, Reduced to Joy, p. 95

Are you listening?

A few years back, I was trying to determine whether I should leave my day job to pursue a writing and speaking career. I asked god to show me his will: ‘Give me a sign.” I didn’t get a visit from an angel, and there were no prophetic dreams or apparitions. The only sign I received was a strong sense that I was being called to write. I followed my heart and wrote a book. Yes, finances were tight, but the peace I gained was indescribable. Sometimes the Lord simply whispers his will to our heart. Are you listening?

— Nancy Jo Sullivan, 2015 A Book of Grace-Filled Days, p. 16


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