“S” is for Saturday

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“S” is also for “spur” as in, “to spur on” or “I was spurred by.” Here are some people and words that have spurred me recently. I pray they spur you on as well. Photo above from Lark and Linen.

“You are living art, you are. But sometimes, you forget.” http://www.chattingatthesky.com/2014/01/14/will-make-art-one-another/

One of those life altering moments when you stumble upon words so “chewy” http://www.desiringgod.org/blog/posts/letter-to-an-incomplete-insecure-teenager

Emily’s words never ceases to encourage, cut, and heal  http://www.emilywierenga.com/dear-mothers/

Jordan’s creativity never ceases to make me smile http://ohhappyday.com/2014/01/my-new-cards-how-to-edge-paint-stripes/

Edie might be the coolest mom AND I won the bid for one of her cardigans. Solid. http://www.lifeingraceblog.com/

Ina May Gaskin . . . she oozes bodily wisdom and stillness http://inamay.com/

Because I’m a loser and automatically withdraw from that which is overplayed or over-hyped, I hadn’t listen to Mumford and Sons in a very (very) long time . . . until two days ago on my way home from work. These words have haunted me since.

“Roll Away Your Stone”

Roll away your stone, I’ll roll away mine
Together we can see what we will find
Don’t leave me alone at this time
For I am afraid of what I will discover inside’Cause you told me that I would find a hole
Within the fragile substance of my soul
And I have filled this void with things unreal
And all the while my character it steals

Darkness is a harsh term don’t you think?
And yet it dominates the things I see

It seems that all my bridges have been burnt
But you say that’s exactly how this grace thing works.
It’s not the long walk home that will change this heart
But the welcome I receive with every start

Darkness is a harsh term don’t you think?
And yet it dominates the things I see
Darkness is a harsh term don’t you think?
And yet it dominates the things I see

Stars hide your fires
These here are my desires
And I will give them up to you this time around
And so I’ll be found
With my stake stuck in this ground
Marking the territory of this newly impassioned soul

Hide your fires
These here are my desires
And I will give them up to you this time around
And so I’ll be found
With my stake stuck in this ground
Marking the territory of this newly impassioned soul

But you, you’ve gone too far this time
You have neither reason nor rhyme
With which to take this soul that is so rightfully mine

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