Before dinner, just as the water comes to a boil for our pasta, I head to the backyard and sit down. I prop my arms on my folded knees, zoom in my camera, and I wait: still and quiet.
If you know me, you know that still and quiet don’t go well with my style. I’m all frenzy and noise most of the day.
But not right now.
It’s because I know what’s coming; the reward for stillness will surely be delivered, shimmering green as a hummingbird’s wing, if I wait in stillness and silence.
Some gifts from God only come in that way.
These hummingbirds are teaching me so much about silence and stillness. I love watching them!
Heather we met awhile back at UM – I rediscovered you through your post to faculty commons. I am glad to read what you're up to. I know what you mean about needing to be still. It is hard, but then again many spiritual disciplines are called disciplines for a reason: they are not easy.
Hello! Nice to hear from you. Good point that they are called “disciplines” for a reason!