Monday, April 4, 2011

One Thousand Gifts

Quite possibly the most pencil-marked, dog-eared book in my collection, One Thousand Gifts is a book of wild emotion, shocking vulnerability, unsettling convictions, breathtaking hope, life-changing challenges, dawning epiphanies, quotes of masterful wisdom, and spot-on truth.

pg 57

But in this counting gifts, to one thousand, more, I discover that slapping a sloppy brush of thanksgiving over everything in my life leaves me deeply thankful for very few things in my life.

pg 67

I speak it to God: I don't really want more time; I just want enough time. Time to breathe deep and time to see real and laugh long, time to give You glory and rest deep and sing joy and just enough time in a day not to feel hounded, pressed, driven, or wild to get it all done--yesterday.

pg 120

I'm reluctant to untether from the moon. The world I live in is loud and blurring and toilets plug and I get speeding tickets and the dog gets sick all over the back step and I forget everything and these six kids lean hard into me all day to teach and raise and lead and I fail hard and there are real souls that are at stake and how long do I really have to figure out how to live full of grace, full of joy--before these six beautiful children fly the coop and my mothering days fold up quiet? How do you open the eyes to see how to take the daily, domestic, workday vortex and invert it into the dome of an everyday cathedral? Could I go back to my life and pray with eyes wide open?

[emphasis mine]

pg 124

But there's always the descent from the mount. The meeting of the crowd, the complaining, the cursing. Obvious and immediate transfigurations exhilarate the faith, but the faithful can forget transfigurations...

pg 136

"Feel thanks and it's absolutely impossible to feel angry. We can only experience one emotion at a time. And we get to choose--which emotion do we want to feel?"

pg 143

Worry is the facade of taking action when prayer really is. And stressed, this pitched word that punctuates every conversation, is it really my attempt to prove how indispensable I am? Or is it more? Maybe disguising my deep fears as stress seems braver somehow.

pg 157

God reveals Himself in rearview mirrors.

And I've an inkling that there are times when we need to drive a long, long distance, before we can look back and see God's back in the rearview mirror.

Maybe sometimes about as far as heaven--that kind of distance.


jeana said...

This book has been such a blessing in my life. Love what you quoted.

Jennifer said...

I agree! I finished it a few weeks ago. It's beautiful. :)

Anonymous said...

hi heidi....i love ann's blog, don't you? i planned on getting her book in my next amazon order, and now you've made me want to order sooner than later!

5 Chicks and a Farmer said...

still reading through but this book has wrecked me- in the most glorious way for His glory.

Anonymous said...

I am on my second reading, and I feel like this is a book that I could, and probably will, keep reading over and over quickly I forget. Even reading your quotes today, I was moved to tears. Thank you for loving it, too!

Julie in St. Louis

Cara S. said...

So good! I am loving this book as well. I can't even put the words to it to write about how moved I am by this book so thank you so much for putting some of the best passage on your post!

Kim said...

I have seen mention of this book every where. Your chosen quotes have sent me on a mission to find it today! Beautiful thoughts and just what I needed to have in my head today.

shannon said...

I just picked this up yesterday....hope to start it soon.

Laurel said...

It just arrived on my doorstep today!

K-Sue said...

I think I a going to have to read that book one of these days.