A Sabbatical of Silence
Hello! I’m finally back!
I had thought to take a break from this blog space for just a few weeks while my creative friend, Allie, updated and redesigned the website.
Before I knew what hit me, the reality of my unacknowledged soul-exhaustion came crashing home and I knew I needed a good, long sabbatical of silence. Time to rest and remember, to take long walks and listen— to just be for a while.
These are the words from the Word that reached into my heart and led me to rest:
He makes me lie down in green pastures,
He leads me beside quiet waters,
He refreshes my soul.
He guides me along the right paths for His name’s sake.
In these months away I have, in some mysterious and life-giving way, reconnected with myself. With Me. With my own soul.
Isn’t this the most amazing and beautiful way of God? He invites us into seasons of restoring, often before we even know we’re in need.
And now I am back: a renewed and wiser me. A quieted me. Sensing that release of the Spirit to write again, to scribble in this space what I am learning.
At the same time, Allie Rice has been doing her magic, taking my blog and making it more… me. A better reflection of who I am now.
Isn’t it beautiful?
I can hardly wait to get “talking” to you again! I’ve filled journals full of lessones learned about wearing out, and hope. I want to explore with you...
what to do about all this striving that seems to be driving so many of us into wearily distorted caricatures of ourselves.
I want to tell you about my family and my new granddaughter. I've been learning so much about our need to celebrate with food and beauty and friendships rather than constantly setting impossible goals to achieve more.
More than anything else, I hope to keep writing about living and learning and delighting in the beauty of God and the ways He sprinkles our lives with His surprising, sparkly goodness… if we will only open our souls wide enough to receive.
My plan is to post just once a week. Maybe more if I have something I must tell you about RIGHT NOW.
And because I want to keep our conversation intimate— between friends, for friends, and to friends who in turn share with their friends— I am not going to spray an endless stream of words into social media. That's one of the things that wore me out, an invasion of the quiet that created too much noise for my soul to keep up with.
Instead, I hope that many of you will sign up to receive an alert to new posts via e-mail.
From my rested heart,