The way dripping water changes stone

To make bread or love, to dig in the earth, to feed an animal or cook for a stranger—these activities require no extensive commentary, no lucid theology. All they require is someone willing to bend, reach, chop, stir. Most of these tasks are so full of pleasure that there is no need to complicate things by calling them holy. And yet these are the same activities that change lives, sometimes all at once and sometimes more slowly, the way dripping water changes stone. In a world where faith is often construed as a way of thinking, bodily practices remind the willing that faith is a way of life.

~ Barbara Brown Taylor, An Altar in the World: A Geography of Faith, via Spiritus Abbey – A Monastery Without Walls

Lying flat on the dirt floor

You only need to lose track of who you are, or who you thought you were supposed to be, so that you end up lying flat on the dirt floor basement of your heart. Do this, Jesus says, and you will live.

~ Barbara Brown Taylor, Leaving Church: A Memoir of Faith via Spiritus Abbey—A Monastery Without Walls.