Truth can be a slow rising, making no difference at first. But as each moment weaves itself into the next, as we believe Him in the great right now, His truth becomes a strand woven into the fabric of our minutes.

~ Emily, Chatting at the Sky, Jan. 19, 2012

I’ve been dwelling in a quiet place. My last day of work ended Friday, and with it came a wicked twenty-four-hour stomach bug. I left with a whimper, barely finishing my last tasks, instead of with a bang, but what of that? It’s over now.

The days that followed meant rest; sleep. Full eight hour, ten hour full stops. No spinning mind, no waking with a mad to-do list ricochet-pow! around my brain. Just rest. As the Sabbath dawned, I attended church, fully there. No spinning madness, tilt-a-whirl round about the liturgy–you forgot to do this, you failed at that whispering through. Just the Word. The body. The bread. The cup. I felt dizzy in the hushed.

Noon and lunch followed, children down for naps, and I wandered my house. Rediscovery. I read. I clumsily knit a few rows. (What good therapy I shall have for my wrist, no?) I scribbled poetry. I sat in the quiet. I felt dizzy in the hushed.

Three more turns of clay, light and dark, have passed, and the dizziness is passing. I greet the quiet, slip her folds about me. I feel spring. I have lived winter long enough. There is no word to name this year, but more, a feeling: an abiding. A dwelling. A healing. I wandered our backyard, and discovered I had forgotten seasons. I walk, discovering feet. My body greets the subtle pain of use with gladness. I will weave the days, re-weave the threads that have fallen while I chased mad after desperation.

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The slow rising…

3 thoughts on “The slow rising…

  • January 19, 2012 at 11:02 am

    I know this stillness, this rediscovery you talk about. Your post is beautiful. May you continue to abide in quietness and trust.

  • January 19, 2012 at 6:54 pm

    “an abiding, a dwelling, a healing…”. Yes. Truly beautiful words, dear Joy.


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