Sunday, March 31, 2013
I took my Artist's date to the floor of the Spare Oom in my house. It is a smallish room that has continually transitioned over the last 10 years, but mostly ends up as a space for unwanted items or things that need to be packed away. It's been clear for a few months now; the floors are painted spicy chocolate brown, the walls giggle in coral buff pink. The Spare Oom houses one oval mirror, an almost-full-to-the-edges bookshelf and fabric waiting to be sewn into curtains. I am in no rush to fill the room or even to name it, but love the space it contains for potential. There are no bills or chores or obligations in this room and with the window open on this sunny, chilly spring afternoon I can rest without boredom and escape with my ticket to a new journey.
"A ticket lets you in somewhere. On one side of some tickets it even says,'Admit one.' Like a poem, a ticket is small, often colorful and valuable, allowing entrance to a special place." Sarah Goldsmith Woolridge, poemcrazy
like worry that
dragoons me from rest
the spool of tickets taunts
from the floorboards
a marching army spiraling
toward me pressing for
a word adMIT one adMIT one
adMIT one fear adMIT
one hope adMIT one
love adMIT one joy
adMIT one more one more
one more until i submit
and spill it forth in
the light of day
As part of April's National Poetry Month, Tweetspeak (for more info click here) is hosting a book club experience featuring poemcrazy by Susan G. Woolridge (for more information click here ).
Friday, March 15, 2013
Good morning! This is my first attempt at "Five-Minute Fridays" so I have to say that right now I am mostly just pre-occupied with taking the first step.
Rest...something I have learned a lot about this past year when my body just quit on me and I could barely stay awake for a few hours each day
Physical rest and learning how to listen to my body...there is a time to go and a time to stop
Sleeping is rest for the body but may not be rest for the mind or the soul
Resting in Him is the peace that comes before the answer to prayer is heard or the resolution to conflict is in sight...and that thought has stayed with me since a young woman in my high school Bible study spoke that truth as part of her testimony
Resting in Him is grieving in hope and knowing it is okay to feel
Resting in Him is having people around to share those tears and to help carry a burden that only the heart can see
Resting is the experience of knowing how great and good God is when nothing before you (or behind you) feels anything close to great or good.
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