Five Minute Friday-World

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Linking up again this week with the Five Minute Friday crowd. We take the prompt word and write for five minutes straight; no editing, no overthinking, ….just five minutes of writing. Don’t forget to go and encourage the writer before you.   The link for FMF is Today’s prompt word…….World!   Ready, set, go

“My soul, wait in silence for God only, For my hope is from Him. He only is my rock and my salvation, My stronghold; I shall not be shaken.” Psalm 62: 5-6

Two tiny babies…….born much too early (one so small his head fit in the palm of my hand), divorce, serious illness, marital separation, the heartbreak of a broken friendship, job loss, relocation……..each capable of turning our world upside down in an instant. Each of these in some way, shape or form part of the world of the past year around or within me. When the axis of the world as we know it is tilted, jarred and shaken to its very core the results can be both devastating and beautiful, both heart wrenching and heart expanding leaving us breathless and blind at times; at other times revealing the majesty and glory of a God who promises that ALL things will work together for our good.   The world as we know will keep changing of this we have no doubt…….we will continue to see pain both in the big world all around us and in the small worlds of our lives. BUT we will also continue to see His Glory, His Majesty and His Mighty works throughout ALL of these changes. When our small worlds we live in directly begin to implode around us we can rest assured that smack dab in the middle of the crumbling chaos our Father will be there. He will be there in the friends who surround and uplift us, in the tears that never seem to end, He will be there in the hands of doctors, nurses and caregivers, He is there in our resume rebuilding, in our moving trucks, He is there in the numbing heartbreak of loss and in each and every circumstance within our small world. He is an ever present, ever knowing, ever loving, ever being Presence and even in the times when our world is so broken we think He has forgotten……HE IS STILL THERE!!   Our world will be rebuilt……it may not look like we dreamed it would look……but when we lean into Him , when we give Him our world……..submitting to His will and to His love the rebuilding will change our world forever!! He gives each of us many worlds…..small worlds of our family, larger one of our friendships, work and relationships and they are all meant to work together for His Glory to be a part of His World as a whole. Give Him your world…….let Him shake it, flip it, tip it and sometimes rip it to shreds……..then wait…… His Glory be revealed in the rebuilding of what will become your new world and watch Him use it……however it looks, for His larger World; for He is The Great I Am……capable of far more than we could ever ask or imagine!! Those babies? They will soon turn one year old……smiling, laughing, healthy and much bigger than the palm of my hand. The divorce, the illness, the broken friendship……all of these still present but building a new world that is revealing His Glory one step at a time. The marital separation……no longer separate but together and rebuilding under the wings of His love.   The world as I knew it…… different in so many ways and yet the same…..yesterday, today and always within Him……the centerpiece of our World.

This post is  dedicated to the beautiful, strong little boys of my brave friend Liz and her husband Shawn.  The super twins as they are known will soon turn one year old!! Happy Birthday brave boys!! 


Five Minute Friday–Blue


Linking up again this week with the Five Minute Friday crowd. We take the prompt word and write for five minutes straight; no editing, no overthinking, ….just five minutes of writing. Don’t forget to go and encourage the writer before you.   The link for FMF is Today’s prompt word…….Blue   Ready, set, go!!


“God can do anything, you know—far more than you could ever imagine or guess or request in your wildest dreams!” Eph 3:21 (Msg)

12 years old and still small enough to curl up into my lap in that early morning time; that rare time in which he hangs onto the sleepiness of the night, before he fully awakens and sets about his active day. It is during this time I never tire of catching sight of those beautiful blue’s.   His bright red hair provides a stark contrast to the deep sky blue of his eyes that seem to always sparkle.  They are the blue of his daddy and his granny and I can seriously just lose myself in them.   To me; the momma who loves him so these baby blues are so magical. When I look at them I am reminded of the wonders of a God who, having seen two parents going happily about their life with two half grown sons, decided He would rock their world with a tiny little red head, bright blue eyed, surprise bundle of joy.   We had two boys; one 11 and one 13 and we were done….looking ahead to teen years and before we knew it an empty nest. The year had been difficult; my husband’s mother had suddenly taken ill and died within a four week whirlwind; leaving a huge hole in the fabric of our family. It was late summer…..six months of grief had scarred our family and we were finally beginning to emerge from the shock all that had happened. One day after feeling just “not right” for several days we shockingly discovered another life had just been added to our family.   He was different…….a surprise, conceived without the aid of fertility specialists, a perfect salve for our wounded and grieving hearts. Nine months later I looked into those beautiful baby blues and was smitten.   I remember staring into those eyes for months after…..tears pouring forth and thanking God for this tiny surprise blessing……it was as if those baby blues (the same blue as his granny) provided a healing for our hearts……so wounded by sudden loss.   Blue is a promise…..a promise of new life, a promise of smiles, hugs, little boy snuggles and a ever present reminder of God’s promise and plan for our lives. A surprise to us? Yes. A surprise to God? Absolutely not!! And each time I look into those sparkling, ornery, love filled baby blues…….I am reminded of the love of a Saviour who knew just what family needed; a fiery little red headed, blue eyed boy and how those baby blues would forever remind this momma of the magnificent love of The One who loves her so very much!!!


Five Minute Friday: Good


Today I’m linking up once again with the Five Minute Friday crowd.  FMF provides a prompt word every Friday, then we write, for five minutes, no editing, no holds barred, just write whats on our heart.  Today is Wednesday and I know I am late but its not yet the next Friday so why not?  The rule is a prompt word is provided and we write….for five minutes, no editing, just real and raw.   Then post and go back and encourage the prior post.  The link is:

Friday’s prompt word was “good”.  Ready, set, go.

Psalm 116:7 “Return to your rest, my soul, for the Lord has been good to you” (NIV)

Good….the dictionary defines good as “right, proper, fit, kind, honorable, worthy, satisfactory, virtuous, pious”.  But what I am struck by as I contemplate good is that many times it comes in the form of bad.  Things often happen in our lives that we consider bad, painful, difficult, challenging but when it is over we look back and can truly say:  God meant this for good!  Good does not have to be in the present moment, in fact, the present moment may be quite bad.  Miracles happen when the result of bad becomes good.  These past few weeks I have seemed to fight one battle after another; I became horribly sick with a virus that I simply could not shake, missed several days of work and landed in the ER.  Not long after I had a scheduled surgery which was quickly followed by complications landing me in the hospital for three days.  A recovery that was supposed to take two weeks is going to take much longer and for a while I was quite distraught.  Then God began speaking to my heart, encouraging me to look at the blessings within.  I have went, in a period of three weeks, from someone constantly on the go and doing for others to someone who has been forced into dependency upon my husband and family……and it is NOT easy, in fact, it is quite frustrating.  As God has been speaking to my heart I have found myself very slowly realizing that all the pain, all the frustration, all the tears has truly been meant for good.  Good is the way my husband has stepped up…..laundry, dishes, pets, dinner….everything without complaint.  Good is my sometimes selfish 12 year old who runs downstairs in the morning asking how I feel and what he can do for me.  Good is time on my hands……time to pray, converse with God, write, catch up on some long overdue rest.  Good is sitting in my recliner at 10am knowing my protector sleeps upstairs so he can go to work tonight, knowing our son is safely at school and knowing the goodness in my husband that I knew was there somewhere has been allowed to blossom.   I don’t know how long this will last, my recovery has been slow; but rather than look upon this seemingly bad situation as an obstacle God has opened my heart to an understanding that what seems bad at the time……is, as always being used for good….according to His purpose.  His good reigns upon me even in the midst of recovery and I find myself praising him for illness and even surgical complications that have put me right where He wants me………where I can receive His goodness!  Thank you Jesus.


Five Minute Friday: When

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Linking up again this week with the Five Minute Friday crowd. We take the prompt word and write for five minutes straight; no editing, no overthinking, ….just five minutes of writing. Don’t forget to go and encourage the writer before you.   The link for FMF is Today’s prompt word…….When!   Ready, set, go

“NOW, to Him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to His power that is at work in us” Eph 3:20 NIV

When are we going to get there mom? When are we going to stop for lunch? When do we get to go swimming?   If you have ever taken a road trip with your children you know the list of “when” questions can go on for miles…..literally! Did you ever notice, WHEN we give into their incessant questioning and begin focusing on the destination rather than the journey our own internal voice joins in with their “whens”? Focusing on the destination makes the trip seem oh soooo long, but WHEN we instead focus on the joy of the trip…..when a roadside museum becomes a welcome stop, when a rest stop nestled in the mountains allows us to watch the sunrise with our teenage son for the first time ever, when we sing silly songs with our young children… is then the focus turns from “when” to “now”.   Maybe “when” becomes now during that time of peace and quiet that happens when the whining of the tires lulls your talkative 5 year old to sleep.   When we focus on the trip; the journey, rather than the destination we begin instead to ask the question of when can we do this again?

We lose sight, sometimes we lose hope even, when we focus on the “when God” questions. When will I find the “perfect partner”? When will we have children/grandchildren? When will I get that long worked for promotion? When will life ever slow down?   WHEN GOD, will my heart ever stop this incessant, grief filled aching? WHEN?   Ever think that maybe God wants us to stop focusing so much of our time an energy on the “whens” and start focusing on the now? God knows we are His children and as well as He knows us He knows that this journey will be full of “whens”…..He knows our ever searching souls have that tendency to focus on the “whens” and lose sight of the “nows”. BUT, He gives us a way out….a way out of that incessant wanting to know “when” by putting the here and now right in front of us. My child, He says….don’t focus your attention on the “when will we have children”; instead thank me for the beautiful time for you and your love to know one another better.   Don’t focus on “when will I get that promotion”; instead focus on learning as much as possible where you are now. Don’t focus on a future time; wondering when life sill slow down.   Slow it down now and purposefully make time NOW. Don’t focus on wondering when this grief will ever let up; instead let it be….let it be in your heart for the time it needs to be and use it to pull close to Me, to focus on Me NOW. My child, begin resting in the now and know that the “when” will come in My time.   In the meantime don’t miss the beauty of the here and now. My child, stop straining for answers to your “whens” and simply rest in my presence……it is “when” you do this (rest in My presence) you will begin to understand that “when” is “now” and that peace, that surpasses all understanding, the peace I have promised to you, will settle deep into your heart and soul.   My child be with me NOW; not WHEN and experience that peace in Me, for I am Your Loving Father and I want you in Me, NOW…..not WHEN.


Goodbye 2014


Farewell 2014

A New Year, a clean slate……ready to be filled with joy and pain, good and bad, smiles and tears.   But ready more than anything to be filled with the Presence of my everlasting and ever loving Father.  A New Year, I think requires a look back at the old year while at the same time straining and keeping our eyes on what lies ahead.

Today, thanks to some writing I have been doing over the past year and a half I had a unique opportunity to look back at what I wrote to welcome in 2014.  I was literally struck by the writing…….it centered around a word that proved, in retrospect, to be a near perfect description of different ways in which 2014 played out.  The word was dynasty and last year as I puzzled over why God would give me such a different word I grasped hold of one definition of dynasty: “a family/team that is powerful or successful over a long period”.   I knew, right then and there I wanted to be part of God’s dynasty and God spoke to me through some odd insights in to four animals:  a duck, a moose, a lion and a goose.  I wrote these words about a duck “ducks are interesting creatures….on water they move gracefully and freely, but on land they seem to waddle to their own offbeat tune.  Their quacking increases in intensity when they feel threatened yet seem to sing almost a lulling tune when paddling peacefully alongside their mate”.  Oh what truth rang to this, I can see those days when I kept my eyes on Him, focused on walking in the strength and love of His Spirit I was able to move gracefully and freely but when my focus wandered away the days became awkward and difficult.  This past year I experienced more healing and spiritual growth than I had ever dreamed possible.  I wanted desperately to be part of His dynasty and through that healing God has began laying out more and more ways for me to share His love with others…….through friendships, through people He has brought into my path and even………to my amazement through preaching His Word on occasion!!! 

Last year I wrote maybe God wanted me to be a moose in His dynasty; to live more by faith and less by sight; to learn to peacefully exist in whatever circumstances are before me.  No, I definitely have not been a perfect moose, but 2014 taught me lessons about slowing down, moving in His seasons and allowing Him to direct the seasons rather than me trying to constantly take control.  I have had some amazing moments of soaking in His Presence, just allowing Him to fill me rather than fighting endlessly toward an unknown goal.  Sometimes just soaking in His presence is all we are capable of, and He honors that and fulfills it in ways we never realized we needed. 

As a lion in God’s dynasty in 2014 I was humbly honored to be a part of faith community that has grown spiritually by leaps and bounds.  When the leader of our community was hit with a very difficult season this community of faith came together as a pride…..lifting each other up in faith and spirituality and at times literally roaring with amazing, Spirit filled and heart wrenching prayer for all those in our community who were in desperate need.  It was an honor and a privilege to watch this “pride”, this faith community rise spiritually to the occasion and support their leader in way that honored our Heavenly Father.

Finally, last year, God asked me to be a goose in His dynasty; an animal with strong values, loyalty and a willingness to care for and protect those who are physically or even spiritually injured.  A goose will guard an injured family member until he/she recovers or dies.  I cannot even describe how being a goose has played out this year.  As two members of our close knit community of friends  faced overwhelming challenges we have literally stood guard over them; covering them in prayer, filling in for them when they simply could not face another person, and given our own shoulders to their buckets of tears all the while wading through our own grief within these situations.   These five friends have bowed shoulder to shoulder to our Father  in the fiercest love, loyalty, caring and protection I have ever been witness to……and we have survived; even thrived.  

The challenges of 2014 are far from over; these friends and others will continue to need each of these animals in their corner………but what being a part of His dynasty (family successful over a long period of time) has taught me will never, ever be forgotten.   Not only will it never be forgotten…..but as He promises in His Word He has used, is using  and will be using ALL of this to His Glory.  2014 was PROOF BEYOND A SHADOW OF A DOUBT of this promise:

And we know that in ALL things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose.  For those God foreknew He also predestined to be conformed to the image of His Son, that He might be the firstborn among many brothers and sisters.  And those He predestined, He also called; those He called, He also justified; those He justified, He also glorified”.  Romans 8: 28-30 NIV

Thank you Father……for calling me to be part of your dynasty for 2014 and may I forever honor and glorify you in all circumstances!  Amen

This goodbye 2014 post is lovingly dedicated to the gatherers of Grace Outrageous Ministry (GO Ministry) and to the five most amazing friends in the world…….Tress, Beverly, Sharon, Dawn and Dawn….I love you all!!! 



Five Minute Friday: Prepare


Linking up again this week with the Five Minute Friday crowd. We take the prompt word and write for five minutes straight; no editing, no overthinking….just five minutes of writing.  The only rule is to go back and encourage the one who posted before you.  The link is:    Today’s prompt word…….Prepare!   Ready, set, go

“You prepare a table for me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup runneth over”  Psalm 23:5

Preparation My child, is Me working in you. It is My quiet whispers to your heart, it is the opening of old wounds. It is tears of cleansing. Preparation My child is about bringing forth a beauty you have yet to understand. You prepare for what I have to give you my child when you sit quietly with Me in these wounds and tears. When you grant Me full, unhidden access to the innermost chambers of your heart. Preparation is bowing your head and falling to your knees. It is leaning into and on Me, your Father in Heaven whose love is beyond your comprehension. Preparation is lifting your eyes to My natural wonders and drinking in the beauty even through your tears. Preparation is trusting Me, even when there is nothing to see. It is crying as if the floodgates have been opened. It is laughing out loud when I delight you and take you by surprise. Preparation is found in silent prayer………when you have no words to speak and in sobbing prayer when you pour out your heart. Preparation is laughing with friends even when you feel as if your insides are being ripped apart. Preparation, believe it or not is arguing with Me. You know I will win, but arguing is part of the preparation. It is obeying Me, day by day. It is sinning and repenting. Preparation is being who you are…….oh so not perfect but accepting I still love you. Sometimes preparation is as simple yet difficult as getting out of bed and putting one foot in front of the other. Preparation is listening to My whisperings even as the world is saying no. Preparation is embracing ALL that I am in you…..the good and the bad. Preparation is saying Here I am Lord, without knowing the destination. Preparation is eager anticipation of a destination fully known only to Me. It is looking ahead with enchanted wonderment while obeying Me in the mundane of your life. It is listening and responding, doing and resting, crying and laughing. Preparation is Me… and working in you. Preparation is your journey to Me………..and My daughter, I am so happy you are indeed preparing.


Five Minute Friday: Notice

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Teaming up again this week with the Five Minute Friday Crowd.      The rules are write from your heart for 5 min, no edits, just straight from the heart. A new prompt word is provided each week. Then, link up with the FMF crowd and go back and encourage the person who posted before you. This weeks prompt word…..NOTICE……ready, set, go!


Have you noticed me? I sit in the back of the church, keep mostly to myself and do everything I can to avoid eye contact. Have you noticed me? I go about my daily work, head down, attending to my duties with a heavy heart. Have you noticed me? I sit by myself every day at lunch, embarrassed by the meager peanut butter bread in my lunch that is the best meal I will have all day. Have you noticed me? I sit at the coffee shop, my face buried in a book while tears quietly leak down my face. Have you noticed me? I am at the party, I’m the one sitting in the corner, shyly watching the fun activities of others and hoping against hope someone will invite me to join in. Have you noticed me? I’m the smallest one in the class, not very coordinated, silently pleading to not be the last one picked just this once! Have you noticed me? I sit silently in the waiting room nauseated from the poisons entering my body but more frightened of the results awaiting me behind those doors. I plead, I beg, I cry……..God, have you noticed me?

“My child, I notice you continually. I am the lady in the next pew you don’t see but who has been silently praying for you for weeks. I am the coworker who never fails to give you a bright smile and ask what she can do to help. I am the other little boy, staring longingly at your peanut butter bread because I know from what you say your mom packs it for you every morning; my momma….I have no idea where she is. I am the barista at the coffee shop, offering up prayers for the widow who spends her days buried in a book to avoid the loneliness. I am the shy person in the other corner, empathizing with your plight. I am the jock, who you think is making fun of you but in reality wants to be your friend. I am the doctor behind those doors, bowing my head and asking the Holy Spirit to give me words that tell the truth but still give hope. My child I notice, I always notice……the question is. DO YOU NOTICE ME?”