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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The Christmas Tree Do-over

This, friends, is the most beautiful Christmas tree I think I have ever seen.

 

Truly it is.

No, it’s nothing fancy.  It doesn’t have big fancy ornaments…in fact there are several on this tree that are handmade.  Like this one of my son’s hand that was traced and covered in felt to look like a little reindeer.  Precious.

And then there’s this one…a cute little bird house painted by sweet little boy hands.

And then of course there’s the Joy ornament that has been known to say Yoj from time to time.

And then there’s this one that was hand-painted by a dear friend’s mom. 

And my latest addition is this beautiful camel, a gift from a sweet Bible study friend…

For sure all those things make this tree more than special to me, but there’s something else about this tree you need to know.  See this is not the first tree we had this year.  We had a completely different tree standing in our den earlier today.  A real tree.  Water in the base.  Needles all over the floor.  The works.

See, I’ve had a bit of a cold for over a week now.  I’m much better than I was, that’s for sure, but I still have an icky cough and runny nose.  The Hubby wanted me to go to the doctor today, but I said no.  What’s the use when all he’s going to tell me is that I have a cold and give me a list of over-the-counter stuff to go by and pick up from the CVS?  Well, Hubby wasn’t satisfied with that so he checked with the doctor himself and gave him a list of my symptoms.  The doctor gave the Hubby a list of OTC meds for me to try but apparently knowing that I have allergy problems, my sweet doctor asked whether or not we had a real Christmas tree.  Yes, we do, Hubby replies.  Well that might be part of the problem, says the doc.  The tree could be bothering my allergies and causing my cold to linger on.

Y’all, the next thing I know, that sweet man of mine had taken all the ornaments off that Christmas tree in about five minutes flat, lights off and the star off the top and had that thing out the front door before I even had a chance to argue, all the  while the oldest boy is vacuuming needles off the floor.  The Hubby sent me off to have coffee with friends and by the time I got back home, there was a new artificial tree sitting in the den with lights on, ornaments all on, and the star on the top.  Is that not the most darlin’ thing you’ve ever heard?

What makes my new tree the most beautiful I’ve ever seen is this…it’s there because he cares for me.  Because he is concerned for my well-being.  Because he loves me.

This is my beloved, this my friend,

O daughters of Jerusalem.

Song of Solomon 5:16

I am so very blessed.

What is one of your most special Christmas moments?

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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