Friday, May 17, 2013

Song: Five Minute Friday



Some days I can't find the melody.

I drag myself out of bed and the tunes can't be found.

Other days, I get my perspective squared away and find the song within my heart once again.

A kiss on the forehead.

A child’s hand raised high in praise.

Mornings where I say, it is well with my soul in the midst of chaos and noise and the ugly I find beauty and a song.

A newborn baby … the smell, the touches, the fragile life.

Old piano keys, cracked and broken… tell a story of years of practice, couples singing together, Christmas carols floating in the air.


Little girls singing into hairbrushes imagining they are on a lit up stage.

A bride wearing white…. ready to open the doors to a new life where two are made one.

Fresh flowers in mason jars.

Crisp morning air on a front porch.

Rascal Flatts in my ears… oh how I love thee.

Rays of golden sun that melt into moonlight hanging on rusted fence posts.

Fast paced days slowed down.  Family gathered together with a room filled with the song of laughter.

When days fade to black and white and imprint themselves onto minds like canvas.

Above the noise where anxious hearts dissolve into calm hearts strummed to sleep by God’s peace.

Deserted dirt roads with my love.

Feet on the dashboard, hair blowing with the wind.

True love… when you find it… the kind that hurts so much … deep down in your gut and turns into butterflies for a lifetime.

When you know you've found the one whom your soul loves and you were meant to walk out the rest of your life with, hand in hand.

Long lost dreams pointing to their destiny once and for all.

Life… a beautiful novel written in each day, whether we pick up the pen or not, God is writing a story.  May the words on the page today be a beautiful song… whether it’s rainy or sunny in my heart, tune my heart to sing your praises, Lord Jesus!

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Friday, May 10, 2013

Comfort: Five Minute Friday

*Writing for 5 minutes straight about the word prompt this week: COMFORT

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My husband woke up yesterday in all sorts of DIS-comfort.  I heard him moaning and groaning and rolling around next to me in bed.  This lasted for a good hour.  I could have told him I told you so, as just yesterday afternoon I had him in the car on the way to emergency.  He told me he didn't want to go, so I pulled the car up in front of Urgent Care instead (a reasonable compromise in my mind).  I proceeded to get out of the car, and head into Urgent Care, but my lagging patient was still in the passenger seat of the car.

Are you coming?!?  (Of course I said this in my most patient, loving, and submissive wifey-voice possible).  RIGHTTTTTTTTTT.

Yup, you guessed it... no Urgent Care for my manly husband either.  Back home we went.  If my sweet husband wasn't in so much pain, I may have just used the I told you so card; a few times over.  But I didn't (wink wink).  I felt too bad.

I really felt like the roles were reversed as I sped to the hospital in the pouring down rain dodging traffic.  I just thought I might have a baby delivered by the sound of pain my husband was in!

Long story short, we are pretty sure he passed the kidney stone (which apparently feels like delivering a small child) on the way to the hospital.

So we got the lovely opportunity of sitting in that oh-so comfortable (NOT) waiting room at the E.D for just over 2.5 hours.  When the lady behind the desk finally called my husband's name, we proceeded to follow another lady with a clipboard behind doors and winding, narrow hallways full of smells, screams and more groaning and moaning.

We got stuck in a room split in two by a thin curtain for which we got some serious entertainment for the next 3 hours.  We listened as a sweet old lady with dementia, diabetes and all sorts of other issues called out for Anthony, Jane, and a bunch of other people to get her out of bed.  She passed all sorts of noises, sang happy birthday, merry Christmas, and spouted off loud profanity and verbal assaults.  Amusing to say the least!

So my day yesterday, and my sweet-non-compliant-husband's day yesterday, was anything but COMFORTABLE!

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Wednesday, May 8, 2013

LACE, JEAN JACKET, & BOOTS WIWW POST












I haven't been around much lately and I've missed it!  This week I played dress up at my Mom's house!  

Jean Jacket- American Eagle
Necklace- Fashion Bug 
Belt- Fashion Bug
Boots- DSW
Lace Skirt- Find the exact skirt on ETSY >>>> HERE

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Friday, May 3, 2013

Brave



I use to think bravery was only for the person going off to war overseas.  I think of movies like Pearl Harbor that tug at our heart strings and motivate us to be better.  Laying all down on the line for the sake of another.

But that is what I do everyday as a Mama... that is what you do, sweet Mom!

Each day is a battle in and of itself.  To fight the selfishness to stay under covers, under masks, and under my own will and way.  It's laying down my life for the sake of these little souls, right here and right now.  

You are investing into future generations, raising up these little ones.  The mundane tasks get old fast, but woven into the mundane is real life and love poured out.

Keep investing...
Keep seeking the Kingdom of God first...
Keep laying down your selfishness for the greater good...
Keep being real in front of your children...
Keep bending down on knee and speaking gently into little eyes...
Keep reading them stories and engaging in playfulness...
Keep loving them right where they are at...
Keep on keeping on...

This is true bravery!  You go to the front lines of the battlefield each and every day, and I'm so proud of you!  

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Friday, April 26, 2013

Five Minute Friday Word Prompt: FRIEND


I thought about researching some bible verses about friendship, slapping a few feel-good, cutesie quotes on here, but I can't.  My heart is heavy today.  

"Often our most basic sense of well-being stems from our connectedness and sense of being unconditionally loved by the significant people in our lives."~ Sally Clarkson

Friendships have the ability to bring healing and restoration, but also offer some of the deepest wounds and hurts.  

Do you have friendships that are in need of mending?  This could look like friendships with:

  • your spouse
  • a girlfriend
  • your children
  • your Heavenly Father
We are all wounded people, walking aimlessly about seeking for a miraculous balm to our souls.  From the deepest parts of us we seek to be understood and accepted.  When it is not received by another, we grieve.  I grieve.  Don't wall off your heart because it's been hurt; that will only do more damage.

If your physical relationships are in need of mending and it seems out of your control to fix, turn it over to God.  God is in the business of healing, mending, restoring, making new, and bringing dead things back to life!  He is always pro-restoration and never is for any type of lasting rift in a relationship.  

Psalm 133:1 "Behold, how good and how pleasant it is
For brethren to dwell together in unity!"

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