heart-whispers for the week of October 1

At some point this week, I realized there's been this incessant remembering for the past few months. It started somewhere during spring, when I spoke of the world stretching its limbs from winter's bone. It came back after school was out and my days suddenly opened up wide and there was this deep, achy sigh of relief. And lately, it's showing up again - in the quiet mornings, the pull of books, the hush of words not spent here. I'm reading real books - finished Brennan Manning's All is Grace and am now pouring over The Lost Daughters of China. I'm also in the middle of a series that's been on my list for years - Madeleine L'Engle's Wrinkle in Time - and I'm just letting it soak in, letting it ruminate.

There's something to be said of building that reservoir of words.

So, I'm switching it up this week. I'm curious to see what has brought you near tears or quickened your breath these past few days. It can be a post of yours, or a post you caught on another site, but won't you link it up here with us and browse the other stories submitted?  I'll leave an old post from me as the first.

Posted on October 5, 2012 and filed under heart-whispers.