The season of Advent means there is something on the horizon the likes of which we have never seen before ... What is possible is to not see it, to miss it, to turn just as it brushes past you. And you begin to grasp what it was you missed, like Moses in the cleft of the rock, watching God’s [back] fade in the distance. So stay. Sit. Linger. Tarry. Ponder. Wait. Behold. Wonder. There will be time enough for running. For rushing. For worrying. For pushing. For now, stay. Wait. Something is on the horizon.
What we choose, changes us. What we love, transforms us. - Jan L. Richardson
What we choose, changes us. What we love, transforms us.
- Jan L. Richardson
The season of Advent means there is something on the horizon the likes of which we have never seen before ... What is possible is to not see it, to m… - Jan L. Richardson
The season of Advent means there is something on the horizon the likes of which we have never seen before ... What is possible is to not see it, to m…
God of wilderness, God of wildness, lead me to the quiet places of my soul. In stillness, in openness, may I find my strength. - Jan L. Richardson
God of wilderness, God of wildness, lead me to the quiet places of my soul. In stillness, in openness, may I find my strength.
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