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Stalk the Gaps

Hey there sweet girls.

Our first “category” is Deeper Waters. I want to explore a bit this idea of streaming and gaps and where those words first appeared.

So I spent most of the afternoon trying to find a book, and in the end the quote wasn’t in that book, but it led me to the book that I needed. Such is the way with a library that is organized by random stacks here and there.

But I found it! So here it is.

It’s doesn’t mean as much out of context, but I FOUND THE QUOTE, and so here it is.

Thomas Merton wrote, “There is always a temptation to diddle around in the contemplative life, making itsy-bitsy statues.” There is always an enormous temptation in all of life to diddle around making itsy-bitsy friends and meals and journeys for itsy-bitsy years on end. It is so self-conscious, so apparently moral, simply to step aside from the gaps where the creeks and winds pour down, saying, I never merited this grace, quite rightly, and then to sulk along the rest of your days on the edge of rage. I won’t have it. The world is wilder than that in all directions, more dangerous and bitter, more extravagant and bright. We are making hay when we should be making whoopee; we are raising tomatoes when we should be raising Cain, or Lazarus.

Ezekiel excoriates false prophets as those who have “not gone up into the gaps.” The gaps are the thing. The gaps are the spirit’s one home, the altitudes and latitudes so dazzlingly spare and clean that the spirit can discover itself for the first time like a once-blind man unbound. The gaps are the cliffs in the rock where you cower to see the back parts of God; they are the fissures between mountains and cells the wind lances through, the icy narrowing fiords splitting the cliffs of mystery. Go up into the gaps. If you can find them; they shift and vanish too. Stalk the gaps. Squeak into a gap in the soil, turn, and unlock – more than a maple – a universe. This is how you spend this afternoon, and tomorrow morning, and tomorrow afternoon. Spend the afternoon. You can’t take it with you.

Annie Dillard, Pilgrim at Tinker Creek

An excellent book by the way, a great way to begin working your way through Annie Dillard’s books. She’s amazing.

Streaming the Gap

Two passages come to mind as we begin to explore our spiritual journeys together in this space.

In Luke 5, Jesus calls his disciples to push out into deep water and let your nets out for a catch. He meets them right there where they are and challenges them to stretch deeper despite their failure to catch a single fish throughout the night. It was a step of sheer faith to get back in the boat, move to the deeper water, and let the nets out again. God surprised them there, with far more than they could possibly hold or imagine.

Let’s be women who push to the deeper waters and let out our nets.

And in John 4 we see the woman confronting Jesus at the well.

You don’t even have a bucket to draw with, and the well is deep.

Jesus counters with one of the greatest promises of the Scriptures.

Everyone who drinks this water will get thirsty again and again. Anyone who drinks the water I give will never thirst – not ever. The water I give will be an artesian spring within, gushing fountains of endless life.

Let’s be women that drink deep from the wells of God.

So here we go. Let’s stream the space between my life and yours.

p.s. Be the first to leave a comment in any of these initial posts and you will WIN a bag of Britt coffee! 🙂