In Quotes

“I would maintain that thanks are the highest form of thought, and that gratitude is happiness doubled by wonder.”

G.K. Chesterton


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Hello again, friends!  How have you been?  I’ve been praying for you — that, regardless of where your journey has taken you this week, His presence has been made more real and more abundant than anything else in your life.  Let’s keep abiding.

Today I’m stopping by briefly to share this wonderful quote with you!  Here in my corner of the globe, we’re entering a time of year when thoughts turn toward the simple act of giving thanks.  Of all the things we put on our calendar to mark with intent, this might be one of the best.

Chesterton often wrote about the power of thankfulness and here he gets to the heart of what gratitude really is by way of this lovely little word — wonder.  Do you remember the last time you were uplifted by wonderment?  The bright though brief days of childhood seem to hold the lion’s share of it for most of us.  Truly, I understand — the realities of adulting can often numb us to simple mercies that fill our lives.  In a post from this past summer, I wrote that I want to daily be more gratefully aware of all the wonderful that surrounds me and flows from His loving kindness.  Even as I keep the long view of life in mind, it’s about taking notice of each small and good gift that graces our journey, noting the sacred in the midst of the secular, and allowing common simple goodness to foster as much delight as the exceptional.  Pausing to give thanks and pray.  To engage all of my senses as I see the beauty of each new day blooming alongside the thorns.  Because when happiness is humbly enjoyed with a profound sense of wonderment, it’s enlarged and leads to a profound sense of gratitude.

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In the Margins {Just As We Are}

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Of all the invitations we might send or receive, there’s one that can’t be beat.  Four little words strung together like beautiful pearls  — “Come as you are”.  And just like pearls formed around something as seemingly unremarkable as a grain of sand, He always invites us to come as we are, but never leaves us the way we are.  At the heart of it all is the miracle of transformation and restoration.  Yes, this is for you and me; with our questions and doubts, rough edges and brokenness, but made in His image, created for so much more.   Full of grace, these simple words let us know there’s a special place with our name at the table.  We are welcome here.

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In Quotes

“How beautifully the leaves grow old! How full of light and color are their later days!”

{John Burroughs}


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I found this quote at the back of a magazine last week as I waited in the doctor’s office on a gorgeous autumn morning.   Among others sitting in the room with me were several elderly people and, looking around at their faces, I thought about how each of them had a name and a story all their own.  They’ve celebrated many birthdays and no doubt earned every wrinkle around their eyes and each gray hair on their head.   They’ve seen countless sunrises and an equal number of sunsets; known ups and downs, joy and sorrow, laughter and tears, companionship and loneliness.   And I found myself hoping this quote described them too.

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“A smooth sea never made a skillful sailor.”

{Old English Proverb}

 


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Is there anything in nature quite like the ocean to remind us of how small, how assailable we are?  I have very mixed emotions about the vastness of it all.  I don’t know how to swim.  So, a day by the sea usually involves sitting contentedly under an umbrella with a book in hand; soaking up the sound of rhythmic waves; the smell of salty air; and the panoramic view as banded shades of white, green, blue, and gray appear stacked on top of each other as far as the eye can see.   A walk on the beach in the surf’s ruffled edge;  collecting little treasures of driftwood, sea glass, and shells is pure relaxation.  How easy to lose track of time, lulled to sleep as the sun warms my face and seagulls call overhead. What’s not to love?

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“Prayer is not only asking, it is an attitude of heart that produces an atmosphere in which asking is perfectly natural.”

{Oswald Chambers}


 

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I stumbled upon this quote yesterday and just had to pass it along to y’all.  Everything about these words resonated with me.  Honestly, when I read it, it made me smile and my heart glad.

There are many wonderful books on all the facets of prayer (adoration, confession, thanksgiving, supplication, etc.), and most of the books on our recommended reading list touch on these in varying degrees.  But for this post, I want to share a couple of things I’m learning to help simplify a topic that often becomes unnecessarily complicated.  It all comes back to relationship.

Turning to Him with the faith of a child;  dependent, expectant, and submissive.

Trusting that in His goodness and grace we are free to boldly ask for things only He can do and provide.

Not hesitating to show Him the parts of our heart we’re reluctant to share with anyone else.  He sees and knows it all anyway,  so why not rely upon Him to change and mold us according to His good pleasure.

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“It is said that in some countries

trees will grow,

but will bear no fruit

because there is no winter there.”

{John Bunyan}


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Leave it to Bunyan (1628-1688) to make what appears obvious into something so much more.  I’ve had such a tree.  An apple tree.  Two years in a row with record warm winters meant there weren’t enough necessary chilling hours to produce fruit.   Still looking every bit like an apple tree, it didn’t yield anything.  It never broke dormancy.

Confession:  I’ve been that tree as well.  What is it about times of abundance and ease (let’s clarify; there’s nothing wrong with either) that can cause our hearts to slip into spiritual dormancy?  Times you’d think would naturally produce a bumper crop of mature fruit as temperate goodness characterizes most days, are instead often marked by stunted growth. 

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In The Margins {When Life Is Sweeter Than We Know}

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On a sweltering summer day twenty-some years ago, my husband was on our back porch just outside the kitchen door struggling to repair an old, worn out lawnmower which had stopped working mid-way through what was already his least favorite task.  Feeling equally worn out, dripping with sweat, and clearly frustrated by his failed attempts to fix it, his face and body language told the story.  I was busy cleaning and noticed our three-year-old daughter standing inside the door, intently watching him and saying something in a soft voice under her breath.  Curious, I walked up close enough to catch her words —  Good job, daddy; good job.   Everything in me melted.  Unmoved, she quietly repeated her encouragement till a while later he was able to get the mower started again.  He looked up to notice her face pressed against the glass, and with a quick smile and a thumbs up, went back to work, completely unaware of the love and pint-sized empathy extended to him from the other side of the pane.  As she stood there,  I realized her heart was ten sizes too big for her tiny frame.

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