Five Minute Friday: real

On Fridays, I have the pleasure of linking up with Gypsy Mama and all the other fabulous 5MF bloggers!  The idea is to just write for five minutes straight….no editing, no back-tracking, no tweaking.

This week’s topic:  Real

When you’re done here, be sure to head over the Lisa Jo’s page and have a read over some other 5MF contributions!

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Honestly, this word made my breath catch in my throat.

This one small word…but such a big struggle for me sometimes.

Be real.  I just want to be real with you.

But how do I know what that is?

I wear so many masks.  Put up fronts.  Overuse the word “fine.”

So where is real?  How can I find the real me?  The one that is what she is because that’s who she is.  Not the me that so-and-so thinks I should be.  Not the me that I think everybody will like the most.  Not the trendy me.  Not the ultra-Christian me.  Not the “I have it all together me.”

Can I be real with you and you still like me?  And really should that matter all that much?  Wouldn’t I want to just be who I am without any bells and whistles to impress anyone?

Maybe.  But being the real me could be a scary thing.

The me who forgets to pray sometimes.  The me who can’t keep up with the laundry and the dishes to save my life.  The me who on the inside gets jealous of what others have.  The me who doesn’t always love others properly.  The me who truly has no desire at all to go on a mission trip.

Maybe you’d be less impressed with the real me.  But then, if I am that me…the real me…with you, does that set you free to be the real you with me?

STOP….

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Five Minute Friday: tender

On 5 Minute Friday, I have the pleasure of linking up with Gypsy Mama and all the other fabulous 5MF bloggers!  The idea is to just write for five minutes straight….no editing, no over-thinking.  Just type it out as it falls out of your head.

This week’s topic:  Tender

When you’re done here, be sure to head over the Lisa Jo’s page and have a read over some other 5MF contributions!

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Broken hearts in the hands of a tender God.  A God who is strong.  A God who is a warrior.  A God who is soft comfort.  A God who will fight for healing.

Oh God, I pray that you would mend wounds today.  That you would cover tender places with your healing balm.

For those who have physical needs, God you have the power to heal.  How I pray You would.

For those whose hearts are sad, whose emotions are a mess, whose spirits are downcast…for all those tender places on the inside, God you have the quiet calm to bring forth peace.  How I pray You would.

For those who have become hardened by brokenness, those who have built walls around themselves to shut everyone else out, those who have turned their face from you, God you are the only thing that can break down the walls, make their hard hearts tender in your hands.  How I pray You would.

For all the places that have become bitter and broken, hardened and callous, resentful and closed off, lost or fallen, Father I pray for your tender hand to move.  To restore.  To cleanse.  To heal.  To resurrect what was lost.

How I pray You would.  How I believe You will.

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Five Minute Friday: Roar

I’m linking up today with Gypsy Mama for Five Minute Friday.  On 5MF, we just write for five minutes straight with no backtracking or tweaking.  Just type it out as it falls right out of your head.

This week’s topic:  Roar

When you’re done here, be sure to head over the Lisa Jo’s page and have a read over some other 5MF contributions!

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God is our refuge and strength,

an ever-present help in trouble.

Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way

and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea,

though its waters roar and foam

and the mountains quake with their surging.

Selah

Psalm 46:1-3

The waters are swirling…seeming to overcome.  The roaring of the waves as they crash are deafening.  The creaking of the boat as it bounces and pitches around in the tumultuous sea may imply that it would come completely apart.  The fearful cries of grown men ringing out across the water as they begin to wonder if they will make it out of this thing alive.  Is there really something on the other side of this sea that’s worth all this?

And in the middle of it all, where is He?

Asleep in the bow of the ship.

Complete chaos all around Him, and the Lion of Judah lay at peace, resting in the midst of it.

Those in His presence had nothing to fear.  The waters know Him by name.  The winds had heard His voice since they blew for the very first time.

But yet, those who followed Him succumbed to their fear.  The roaring of the water as it crashed into the boat shook them to the very core.

And they called out to Him.

And He answered.

The roar of the storm could not overpower the hushing by the Lion of Judah.

He was in the midst…He is in your midst.

He is hushing your storm, quieting your raging sea.

Shhhhh.  Can you hear Him?

Shhhhh.

Hush now.  It’s going to be alright.

I am here.

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Five Minute Friday: Open

Today, I’m linking up with Gypsy Mama and bunches of other fabulous bloggers for Five Minute Friday.  The idea is to just write for five minutes straight…no editing, no back-tracking, no tweaking.  Just let it pour out.

This week’s topic:  Open

When you’re done here, be sure to head over the Lisa Jo’s page and have a read over some other 5MF contributions!  And if you’d like to do a 5MF post yourself, but don’t have a blog of your own, feel free to post it in the comment section here!

Okay, here we go…

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Open.  Sometimes that can be a scary word.  It just feels so out there, so vulnerable, so…well, open.

But isn’t that how we are called to be?  Open?

Open to hear the Lord’s call and heed it?

Open to see others with the love that Christ has given us?

Open to the hand of the Creator to mold us and make us into the thing He envisioned when He formed us?

But being open isn’t always easy.  It requires sacrifice.  It means having to be willing to give up your own desires and wants sometimes.  It means being willing to receive.

As Dave Ramsey says, a closed hand cannot receive, just as it cannot give.  In order to receive, we must also give.

Lord, again today, I give You my heart, my mind, my everything so that I would be open to You.  Tear away the layers and the band-aids I’ve used to cover over the places that I’ve kept hidden, kept selfishly out of Your reach.  And tomorrow, I will give it all to You again that I might in turn receive Your heart, Your desires over and over.

I am not my own.  Everything I am, everything I have is Yours.

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Five Minute Friday: connected

Today is Friday (as far as I know – having a hard time keeping up with what day it is here lately), and that means it’s time for Five Minute Friday!

On 5 Minute Friday, I have the pleasure of linking up with Gypsy Mama and all the other fabulous 5MF bloggers!  The idea is to just write for five minutes straight….no editing, no back-tracking, no tweaking.

This week’s topic:  Connected

When you’re done here, be sure to head over the Lisa Jo’s page and have a read over some other 5MF contributions!

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Funny that today’s topic is connected because I’ve been putting a few things together in my head this week that I haven’t thought of before.

It’s the coolest thing to me how God’s Word is so intertwined within itself.  Cool really isn’t the right word, I guess though.  Because it’s way more than cool.  It’s mind-boggling really when you think about it.

I’ve of course been thinking lately about the Christmas story in Luke.  The angel came and visited Mary to tell her what was to come.  About Jesus and who He was.  And then Mary told Joseph…and so it was.

Isn’t it interested though that when the fall of mankind happened, it was Eve that the serpent came to first?  She was the first to taste of the fruit.  She was the one who went and told Adam to taste of the fruit.

It’s amazing to me how God connects things together in His word.  He truly is the Redeemer of things.  He reversed the curse brought forth by the fall of man and by the same process.  He undid what Eve was told with what Mary was told.

And the fruit taken from the tree of life that brought forth death and thereby brought disconnection between man and God was reversed…

The First Fruit of the Lord God when put on the tree that brought forth death…brought forth Life…and connected us back to our Creator.

Amazing God is He.

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Five Minute Friday: A few of my favorite things

It’s that time again…

Five Minute Friday with The Gypsy Mama!!  Time to stop, drop and write for five minutes straight….no editing, no back-tracking, no pauses.

This week’s topic:  A few of my favorite things

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Well the most obvious of my favorites are my two boys.  They make me laugh all the time.  They make my heart melt with their sweet little hugs.  They are precious…

But a few of my other favorite things are for one, my Bible.  I love my Bible.  I’ve highlighted and underlined, made notes in the margins, dated certain passages that God has led me to.  It fits so well in my hand.  Just hearing the pages turn makes my heart sit on the edge of its seat waiting for the next beautiful thing my eyes will fall on.  It truly is the grandest of all love letters.

Another of my favorite things are my Converse shoes.  They make me feel young and stylish even though I’m 37 and probably not so stylish.  I feel cool when I wear them.

My piano is also a favorite.  My grandma bought it for me to play when I was probably about 12 or a little older.  It’s dark wood and old.  The natural wood shows through in the many dings and scratches.  I wrote my first song ever at that piano.  It now sits in my den with pictures and trinkets on top.  It’s a part of history to me…my history.

STOP.

I might could have done more with this one but as it was, another of my favorites (the Hubby) kept talking to me in the middle of this one. 

 Don’t forget to head over to Lisa-Jo’s page and read some of the other posts!! 

 

Five Minute Friday: Friendship

It’s Friday!!!  For obvious reasons, that’s awesome because the weekend is at our doorstep…praise!  But another thing that makes Fridays great is….

FIVE MINUTE FRIDAYS with The Gypsy Mama!!  Time to stop, drop and write for five minutes straight….no editing, no back-tracking, no pauses.

This week the focus is friendship.

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Gosh I had the hardest time getting this one started…and can’t imagine why except that the idea of writing about friendship for only five minutes seemed almost impossible.  There’s so much to say!!  See when I step back and look at my circle of friends, for one thing it’s huge and keeps getting bigger.  Sure there are those few who I am closest to of all, but the list of people I call friend is so diverse and amazing that I could just go on for days!  I have friends who are still in high school and friends who have grandchildren.  I have friends who live just up the road and friends who live in another part of the world.   New friends who just recently crossed my path and old friends that I have known for as long as I can remember.  And every single one of them at one point or another have blessed my socks off.  Sometimes it’s just more than I know what to do with!

I can’t say enough just how thankful I am that God has seen fit to place all these incredible people in my life, but I am forever grateful to have been given this clan of brothers and sisters in Christ to walk through this life with, to worship our Creator with, to hang with for eternity.  Praise!!

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Alright, if I can be honest this one was so much tougher than I thought.  I guess there are some things in life that are just difficult to put words to…this being one of them.  If I can be really honest, I deleted what I had typed at first and started over.  It just felt lame and corn-ball-ish in comparison to how I truly felt in my heart.  Still not satisfied with the words between the GO and the STOP, but I think I could try this one a hundred times and still not say enough.  I am so very blessed…

Five Minute Friday: And then some…

Today must be a day of firsts…my first DaySpring product review and now my first Five Minute Friday.  On Fridays Lisa-Jo, aka The Gypsy Mama, opens the forum for posts, but here’s the thing.  You have five minutes to write about whatever prompt she’s given you.  No editing, no thinking and rethinking wording, just go…just type it on the keys as it’s falling out of your head.  Once you’re done here, be sure to click here and check out some of the other posts on Lisa-Jo’s page. 

This week’s prompt is: And then some…share your week!

{gosh, I’m a little nervous}

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So this week has been somewhat of a blur.  I’ve had a rotten cold and so I missed an entire day on Thursay…well at least most of it.  I slept most of the morning, got up and ate a little lunch and then went back to bed and slept till four in the afternoon.  I guess my body needed it.  I’m not complaining at all just so you know.

I think one of the coolest things that happened this week and that it occurred to me that I am a blogger.  Yes, me.  Wow.  How did this happen?  This is coming from someone who generally has a lot to say, but never thinks anyone really cares all that much to listen.  And yet, I keep typing.  It’s therapy for me to get it all out and what the neatest part of it is…I’m finding that there are people out there ~ complete strangers ~ who know exactly where I’m coming from.  Holy moley.  It really started to sink in this week that this is a ministry that I have embarked on.  My heart just does flip flops at the thought because I’ve desired for so long for God to show me where I fit in because for the better part of my life, I just well…didn’t fit.

But I’m not taking this thing lightly.  No sir.  Lord if I am in this for the wrong reason, then take it right away.  But as long as I am here for You, I pray Lord that You would be blessed and glorified.  Take my junk and lay it out there for all to see if it means that someone else might find that they aren’t alone in this deal.  My heart is an open book.

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Alright well you wanna know something funny?  For my first Five Minute Friday, I forgot to start the timer.  Duh.