He says, “Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth.” - Psalm 46:10
"They also serve who only stand and wait.” - Milton
The word for today's photo is "Enter." The verses and the Milton quote above don't have much to do with "entering," but they're the ones I settled on today.
The picture doesn't have to do much with entering, either, does it. (It's a photo of my journals from 1985 (or so) until 2005. I've filled up a bunch more in the past 15 years.)
I had a hard time with today's entry. I couldn't figure out what photo to post, or what reflections (if any) to write, about the word "Enter."
So I visited the official Lent Photo Project page, which asks, "What are you being called to enter during this season?"
So I thought about that.
And I am being called to something. I don't know what, exactly. For months, I've had a sense that I'm being called to something, but that it wasn't time to act yet. That I needed to wait. So I've been waiting. Hence the line from Milton, which plays in my brain like a broken record. (But also a beloved record; it is Milton, after all.)
But now I have the sense that it's time to stop waiting and start writing. Really writing.
This will be a challenge. The Nina that filled up that bookcase full of notebooks, once upon a time, has not been writing much lately. I'm always working, or reading, or cooking, or doing laundry, or exercising, practicing piano, or commuting, or wife-and-momming, or doing one of a million other Things That Must Be Done. But writing?
Nope. Not much of that going on around here.
So that's what needs to change. And for it to change, I have to BE STILL.
And that's what I'm being called to enter: a place of stillness. A time for writing.
For anyone who knows me, this sounds like the same-old-same-old Nina. And maybe it is. But it's different this time. It's not just "Be still, and write." It's "Be still, and know that I am God. I will be exalted among the nations; I will be exalted in the earth.”
My writing, the writing I'm being called to, has something to do with all of that.
It's kind of scary. It's scary to write this because I know I have friends out there who are rolling their eyes at it. But I have to write it.
I have to write. And I think this little project has become the start of it.
The photo is from 2005 or so, and it’s of about 10-12 years’ worth of journaling (plus a couple of bad novels).
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth.” - Psalm 46:10
"They also serve who only stand and wait.” - Milton
The word for today's photo is "Enter." The verses and the Milton quote above don't have much to do with "entering," but they're the ones I settled on today.
The picture doesn't have to do much with entering, either, does it. (It's a photo of my journals from 1985 (or so) until 2005. I've filled up a bunch more in the past 15 years.)
I had a hard time with today's entry. I couldn't figure out what photo to post, or what reflections (if any) to write, about the word "Enter."
So I visited the official Lent Photo Project page, which asks, "What are you being called to enter during this season?"
So I thought about that.
And I am being called to something. I don't know what, exactly. For months, I've had a sense that I'm being called to something, but that it wasn't time to act yet. That I needed to wait. So I've been waiting. Hence the line from Milton, which plays in my brain like a broken record. (But also a beloved record; it is Milton, after all.)
But now I have the sense that it's time to stop waiting and start writing. Really writing.
This will be a challenge. The Nina that filled up that bookcase full of notebooks, once upon a time, has not been writing much lately. I'm always working, or reading, or cooking, or doing laundry, or exercising, practicing piano, or commuting, or wife-and-momming, or doing one of a million other Things That Must Be Done. But writing?
Nope. Not much of that going on around here.
So that's what needs to change. And for it to change, I have to BE STILL.
And that's what I'm being called to enter: a place of stillness. A time for writing.
For anyone who knows me, this sounds like the same-old-same-old Nina. And maybe it is. But it's different this time. It's not just "Be still, and write." It's "Be still, and know that I am God. I will be exalted among the nations; I will be exalted in the earth.”
My writing, the writing I'm being called to, has something to do with all of that.
It's kind of scary. It's scary to write this because I know I have friends out there who are rolling their eyes at it. But I have to write it.
I have to write. And I think this little project has become the start of it.
The photo is from 2005 or so, and it’s of about 10-12 years’ worth of journaling (plus a couple of bad novels).
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