now joining emily for imperfect prose:

there are days when the wind pulls and harrows, so that mid-week i weave along pock-marked and bare, all that tenuous courage heaped in pieces at my feet.
but i wake-shower-coffee myself to wednesday morning moms meeting, half surprised to get there intact. and i scoot in sheepish with the knowing that all i bring is fissured prayer and faith in a God who hears, a God who responds with the cross while i’m after an answer quicker, tamer, prettier.
and it’s a marvel, what a couple hours with those grown-up girls can sprout in me. without exception, somewhere in the middle of tea and mothering stories and a crack in a praying voice, a fresh sprig of courage wends up and buoys me even here, in this wash of fragmented plans.

i’m well versed in the full-throttle joy of brothers, but i look around the room at crystal and amy and carrie and think that this? is maybe what it means to know sisters.

25 comments:
Yes, it's a powerful thing. My group is from 3 churches ago. I haven't been with them, lately, because they meet early in the morning, when I'm still zombieish. But they are the ones I want and think of, when I read this.
I love the photo with the one, little white flower popping out.
Great pics, and authentic words.
beautiful! i long for a group like you have. what a blessing! xo
a sisterhood like that is such a gorgeous gift. Your tribute is lovely... the fact you have such a group is hopeful.
nice. i have a group of guys i feel much the same about...and they play a huge role in my life...
that last line was about ready to meet my tears.=) and: "a God who responds with the cross while i’m after an answer quicker, tamer, prettier." wow. thank you again, nic, for sharing what you are seeing.=)
Don't know where I'd be without my sisters!
A group like this is such a precious gift. I'm blessed to have had that at least once in my life. :)
i am NEVER sorry to have been with my ladies at church or my family sisters.
i've been a bad student. skipping lessons...missing class. you've made me yearn to go again. time to stop playing hookie. those pictures were so beyond sweet!
YES! We need this community! It is almost the point...they keep our head above water. Sometimes, when the kicking and flailing of others pulls us under with them, it is tempting to forgo the dip. BUT it is also the most beautiful place on earth! These deep waters of community!
Love the pic. Like a firework. I miss the sisterhood. I've been burned by the women of the church.
such a beautiful post about the blessing of women-sister-soul-friends. Your photos are stunning!
Yes. No sisters by birth but I have sisters nonetheless, thank God. So glad you do too, Nic.
do you know what communion i feel every time i come here? what sacred, sister communion? sprigs of faith flowering, friend, and i treasure you, dear one. so much.
Ohhh how important our sister/friend relationships are for our growing with God. Thank you for sharing.
The last line got me...I addoooore my older brother...I wish I could clone him (he really is that great); but being around my Christian girlfriends makes me wonder if maybe I would've liked a sister more than I think. :)
Ah, the fellowship with sisters. Lovely photos.
Congrats to Paula!!
My closest girlfriends live states and/or counties away. Savor those "all girl" times. They are much needed! :o)
Can I just highlight and quote all of this? Such beautiful words well-written. Your turns of phrase kept catching my attention, so wonderfully crafted.
Absolutely beautiful. The words. The pictures.
Perfect.
such a beautiful thoughts and gorgeous pics;)
I'll "Amen" that.
Can I just highlight and quote all of this? Such beautiful words well-written. Your turns of phrase kept catching my attention, so wonderfully crafted.
do you know what communion i feel every time i come here? what sacred, sister communion? sprigs of faith flowering, friend, and i treasure you, dear one. so much.
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