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
I actually grew up in a house in which bees lived in one of the walls, and they lived there 18 years,… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
I often went to Catholic mass or Eucharist at the Episcopal church, nourished by the symbol and power of this profound feeding… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
Nobody around here had ever seen a lady beekeeper till her. She liked to tell everybody that women made the best beekeepers,… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
I was a very good nurse, but I burned out after eight years or so because it wasn't what I truly wanted… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
He'd gone to church for forty years and was only getting worse. It seemed like this should tell God something. — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
For me, writing a novel goes on for years, and the solitude goes on, too. It tends to swallow me at times.… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
I got my Bachelor's degree in nursing and worked nine years - even taught nursing in a college - before I stopped… — 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
