Susan's Thursday morning note March 3, 2016 Poetry by Grace Crowell. Quotes on Stillness.
Good morning. Loud geese encouraging me to enter this day. Easily making my eyes to look upwards to the skies. The dark skies with the white reflections of their wings as they squawk their annual hello into my the ears of my little one also looking upwards and smiling back. What gives them the energy to rise so early? The knowledge they will have beautiful sights if they take flight? What gives us the ability to rise today? The sight of our angel of dawn peering in our windows, calmly handing us a little bird nest that sat at the base of the tree she passed. The little nest of last year, now a spot in the tree for a new spring nest. Who will make their home in my little tree? What little tiny birds will sing for me this spring? We arise because we know that the birds will build their nests. We know the little ones will squeak. We know they will learn to sing outside our door. We know. We do not have to hope. We know. Spring. What a beautiful word.
This week I read words of a new poet, Grace Noll Crowell. Her words on courage, grief, and stillness stayed in my mind and I want to write them for you. To have them be also in your minds. To give you strength as you enter this new spring. Or to give you words to help someone else trying to leave their winters and enter the beautiful word called Spring. Following her poetry I am writing out another poem that I copied this week on stillness. Quotes on the ability to be still inward. “Be still and know that I am God.”
A Prayer for Courage by Grace Noll Crowell God, make me brave for life, Oh braver than this! Let me straighten after pain As a tree straightens after the rain, Shining and lovely again. God, make me brave for life, Much braver than this! As the blown grass lifts let me rise From sorrow with quiet eyes, Knowing thy way is wise. God, make me brave. Life brings Such blinding things. Help me to keep my sight, Help me to see aright, That out of the dark comes light Let Me Come In Let me come in where you are weeping, friend, And let me take your hand. I, who have known a sorrow such as yours, Can understand. Let me come in – I would be very still Beside you in your grief, I would not bid you cease your weeping, friend, Tears can bring relief. Let me come in – I would only breathe a prayer, And hold your hand, For I have known a sorrow such as yours, And understand. I think that God is proud of those who bear A sorrow bravely – proud indeed of them Who walk straight through the dark to find Him there And kneel in faith to touch His garment’s hem. Oh, proud of them who lift their heads to shake Away the tears from eyes that have grown dim, Who tighten quivering lips and turn to take The only road they know that leads to Him. How proud He must be of them – He who knows All sorrow, and how hard grief is to bear! I think He sees them coming, and He goes With outstretched arms and hands to meet them there, And with a look, a touch on hand or head, Each finds his hurt heart strangely comforted.
For the One Who is Tired “Dear heart, God does not say today, “Be strong!” He knows your strength is spent, He knows how long The road has been, how weary you have grown; For He walked the earthly roads alone, Each bogging lowland and each long, steep hill, Can understand, and so He says, “Be still And know that I am God.” The hour is late And you must rest awhile, and you must wait Until life’s empty reservoirs fill up As slow rain fills an empty, upturned cup. Hold up your cup, dear child, for God to fill. He only asks today that you be still.
“Be Still” by S. Alicia Poole When you doubt the lovely silence Of a quiet wooded place, When you doubt the path of silver Of some moonlit water space, When you doubt the winds a’blowing, Flash of lightning, glistening rain, Sun or starlit heavens above you On the land or bounding main, When you doubt the sleep of loved ones Deep beneath some precious sod, Listen to a soft voice saying, “Be still, and know that I am God.” “Be still.
Stillness reveals the secrets of eternity.” Lao Tzu
“Be still and know that I am God.” Psalm 46:10
“I said to my soul, be still, and wait…So the darkness shall be light, and the stillness the dancing.” T.S. Eliot
Be still and know that I am God. Be still and know that I am. Be still and know. Be still. Be. St. Patrick
Being still does not mean don’t move. It means move in peace.” E’yen A. Gardner
There are seasons when to be still demands immeasurably higher strength than to act.” Margaret Bottome (1827-1906)
Latin for this week: iaceo – be still