… watching for the brushstrokes of God
There are times when I know what I know. Then there are times when I know what I don’t know. And then there are times where I don’t know what I don’t know, when I am floating along unaware of my ignorance.
How do you grow in awareness of your unawareness?
“Once people feel nourished and refreshed, they cannot help but be kind; just so, the world aches for the generosity of well-rested people.” ~ Wayne Muller
How does rest change you?
“Six days a week, we wrestle with the world, wringing profit from the earth; on the Sabbath we especially care for the seed of eternity planted in the soul.“ ~ Abraham Joshua Heschel
“Naming is one of the impulses behind all art; to give a name to the cosmos, we see despite all the chaos. It is … through the world of the imagination which takes us beyond the restrictions of provable fact, that we touch the hem of truth.” ~ Madeleine L’Engle
Have you touched the hem lately?
I was reflecting recently with the youth on spiritual practices and how each time we draw near to God in prayer, worship experience, spiritual reading or writing, daily or weekly reflection add a little torn piece to a slowly emerging mosaic forming the image in which we are created.
How do you look for the image or pattern slowly emerging for you?
As I understand it, the Chinese language creates words with pictures. The word leisure combines “space” and “sunshine”, busyness is painted from “heart” and “killing”. I recently took a retreat at a cabin inviting me to be with “sitting” and “creek”.
What are the words that shape your sabbath spaces?
With the Eyes of the Heart 