“She arrived with her own gifted form, with the shape of her own sacred soul. Biblical faith calls it the image of God in which we are all created.”

Parker J. Palmer, Let Your Life Speak

We had plans for the night but the plans fell through. Still, there was a sitter. When you get to be married for 10 years and you have a sitter, it matters little what you do. We drove downtown with no plan but a camera.

In the past three years, I’ve learned a lot about the way I’m made, how I’m created to worship, what brings me back to my true center. Having a camera around my neck helps me see. I used to be embarrassed about that, worried that I always looked like a tourist even if I was in my own town.

Our life is always speaking, but we rarely have the courage to listen. What are those things, it says, that make you come alive? Good girls are afraid of those questions – afraid because what if those things our life speaks of are not the things I think I’m supposed to be doing? We stay busy should-ing and ought-ing and trying to do life right.

And we’re so busy doing life right that we let it pass right on by.

I remembered that last Friday night when The Man and I had nothing to do but wander. I remembered how our lives speak to us in similar ways. I remembered the slow pace we prefer, the margin we long for, the community we crave.

We passed people from other seasons of life whom we haven’t seen in years. We lingered on the sidewalks. We laughed and connected and took slow steps. I paused to take a picture of a light post. This feels like worship, I thought to myself. God made us to glorify, and  when we slow, laugh, savor, linger, listen, and become – we worship. What else would it be?

You might be a good girl if you think worship is something you do in a building.


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