A psalm for Shabbat...
Slow.
slow and sweet, like
honey.
like light.
like grace.
Shabbat comes
and my heart opens
like light
slow.
and I
breathe
Shabbat shalom to all I love and hold dear. <3 p="">3>
I write, mostly to keep my head from exploding. It threatens to do that a lot. My blog is the pixelated version of all the voices in my head. I tend to dive into what connects me to God, my community, my family and my doubt. I do a lot of searching, not as much finding. I’m good with that. I have learned, finally, to live comfortably in the gray. I n the meantime, I wrestle with God, and my doubt and my joy. If nothing else, I've learned to make a mean cup of coffee.
1 comment:
Wow dear Stacey I need this for Shabbat and all days. My brain does so much racing these days. Guess I could start on Shabbat and see if I can find a few minutes here and there on other days to slow down. Thank you and bless you.
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