In recent years my understanding of God had evolved into increasingly remote abstractions. I'd come to think of God in terms like… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“...he felt God the same way arthritic monks felt rain coming in their joints. He felt only a hint of him.” — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“God is he whose center is everywhere and circumference is nowhere.” — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
Something deep in all of us yearns for God's beauty, and we can find it no matter where we are. — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“If you can’t be still and wait, you can’t become what God created you to be.” — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
Sometimes I was so busy being tuned in to outside ideas, expectations, and demands, I failed to hear the unique music in… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
Here is where our real selfhood is rooted, in the divine spark or seed, in the image of God imprinted on the… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
I found that I could not climb my way up to God in a blaze of doing and performing. Rather, I had… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
God is at the tip of our scalpels, our screwdrivers, our computer terminals, our dust rags, our vacuum cleaners, our pencils and… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
In recent years my understanding of God had evolved into increasingly remote abstractions. I'd come to think of God in terms like Divine Reality,… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
we need not avoid our active lives, but simply bring to them a new vision and shift of gravity. for in the center we… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“The mermaids came to me finally, in the pink hours of my life. They are my consolation. For them I dove with arms outstretched,… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“The bag contained a pair of white cotton gloves stained the color of age.” — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
I eventually found that the soul is more than an immortal commodity to win and save. It is the repository of the inner divine,… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“Readiness for dying arrives by attending the smallest moment and finding the eternal inside of it.” — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“I sat at her desk and turned one page after another, staring at what looked like bits and pieces of black lace laid cross… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
The translucence that comes when life hardens into a bead of such cruel perfection you see it with the purest clarity. Everything suddenly there--life… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“There's no pain on earth that doesn't require a benevolent witness.” — sue monk kidd Copy Share Image
