•expectancy •

We live ever on the edge of expectancy, she thought, whether we know it or not; ever with our eyes on the line of light that shines through the crack of the door.

Elizabeth Goudge, The White Witch, p. 59

Monday Ponderings {February 19th} 🩵🩵🩵

If our hearts are full of the love of God, the roughest knocks cannot make us unloving or unpeaceful. But how often, in a moment of impatience, we blame the rough knock! ‘So -and-so did this; so-and-so said that; my circumstances are difficult. I could be good somewhere else, in some other place or work’

All such excuses are folly. It is not what happens to us but what is in us that settles the matter. How often we have to go to our Saviour for cleansing and pardon, after some hard knock has caused us to ‘spill’ something unloving which was inside us.

But have we not been comforted by the generous wealth of His pardon? Is it not just like Him to assure us again and again that nothing is changed on His side? He loves us as He did before. He wants us as He did before. His tender mercy embraces us on every side.

Amy Carmichael ~ Whispers of His Power, p. 28

The Wood

colorful spines down

the home library’s back

a living being

fire-breathed

forest of words

scaled and long-limbed

hint of dangerous beauty

caresses and rustles

through my pine-needled

red hair.

A.M. Pine 🌲

Monday Ponderings ❄️

Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, because I am lowly and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.

~🌿Jesus🌿~ Matthew 11:28-30, CSB