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It’s one of those days. It’s absolutely beautiful outside, sunny and blue skies, temperature has finally dropped so that it actually feels like fall here. Those are my favorite kind of days. But for some reason today I have no motivation to do anything. No motivation to go out and enjoy the beautiful weather, no motivation to clean the house that sorely needs cleaning, no motivation to try to figure out what to do with that hunk of meat defrosting in the kitchen. Instead I’m sitting in front of my computer, nursing my second cup of tea for the day, randomly opening useless windows on chrome, and all the while something keeps lifting my gaze to the big window in front of me, the one with five tiny pumpkins on the sill. I look out and see the big tree, full of leaves that are still green and somehow it calms me in my current restless state. Don’t psychologists say that looking at green is good for the brain and for the soul? I thought I’d heard something like that.

Something besides looking at that tree is good for my restless soul. It always hard for me to get started, especially on a blah day such as this one, but I find that when I close the other useless windows and grudgingly open my wordpress window and just start typing, I start to feel the same way I do when I look out at that tree. I feel centered, purposeful, and as I read the words pouring out through my fingertips onto the screen, I finally begin to understand how I feel. I would not call myself a writer by any means, but I have to say tending to this little blog for the last five years has become a therapy for me. Sorry to say, I’ve been neglectful of it these past few months. But today, being one of those days, I needed to come tend it again. I needed to get some words down so that my soul could be at rest.

Now that this post is written and my tea cup is empty, I think I have the motivation to go deal with that hunk of meat in the sink. So if you’re having one of those days…take a few minutes to go back to those simple things that bring you joy. And if that doesn’t work, go stare at something green. ūüôā

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The prompt for this week is…

Write

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I started this blog almost four years ago, a few months after CC was born. During those first newborn months, I spent a lot of time by myself at home, especially in the evenings when Larry had to go to different meetings. In that time, to combat boredom, I read voraciously – books, magazines, the Bible, ministry books, cookbooks, Facebook, random things on the internet – which is how I discovered “mommy blogs.” Some of those blogs were of women I knew personally and some were blogs I just happened to stumble upon. For me it was like finding a whole new social community and I loved reading about the lives of other moms and finding that I wasn’t so alone. In reading those blogs I found humor, encouragement, good advice, and eventually the inspiration to add my own voice to community of “mommy bloggers.”

In the beginning, I would blog at most once a month and the only person who read my posts besides me was my husband. I had always liked writing but it had been years since I had actually written anything for others to read, that is if you don’t count shopping lists for my husband and random emails to people. I found blogging to be the jump start my brain so desperately needed after long days of speaking in caveman talk to a toddler at home. More than that, it was fun and I got more and more inspired to write when I found out that there were people out there other than my husband who were reading.

Writing is something that still takes me a long time, but participating in the these Five Minute Fridays has definitely helped me just to write without caring so much if it’s perfect (although I have to confess I always take more than five minutes). It was the kick in the pants I needed to blog more regularly and frequently. Every week I look forward to sitting down at the laptop and tapping away at the keys; some weeks it’s during nap times and I can write a whole post without being interrupted and some weeks each sentence is typed in stolen moments here and there hunting and pecking with one hand because the other arm is cradling a baby or distributing veggie sticks. But every week, I’ve written something, and however small, it’s an accomplishment I’m proud of. And the community and encouragement I’ve found through FMF has been amazing! So thank you Lisa-Jo, for giving this mom the help she needed to keep writing.

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The prompt for this week is…

Worship

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“Kiss the Son lest He be angry…” (Psalm 2:12)

“Let Him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! For your love is better than wine.” (Song of Songs 1:2)

Ask any random person on the street what they think of when they hear the word “worship” and you’ll probably get answers like “bow down to,” “revere,” and the like. Many people’s thought of worship subconsciously conjures up the image of a very distant God. We bow down to an Almighty God far far up in the heavens.

But the Greek word for “worship” in the Bible is actually composed of the two words “come forward” and “kiss.” Genuine worship to God is our coming forward to kiss the Son. He doesn’t want to remain far away from us, but He longs for us to approach and contact Him in a personal and even intimate way. The Bible reveals in many places that the Lord is our Bridegroom, our husband, and our Father. Most husbands and dads would not want their wives and children to bow down and grovel at their feet when they come home from work. What makes my husband happy is when we run to the door and greet him with hugs and kisses. This is the kind of worship that I believe would also make our God happy.

This morning there were a million things I wanted to do, but I was reminded to stop and spend some time with the Lord first. That personal and intimate time with Him, whether it’s in prayer, in singing, or just musing on His Word, is our real worship to Him. Have you kissed the Son today?

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The prompt for this week is…

Small

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For who has despised the day of small things? (Zech. 4:10a)

The day of small things. That pretty much sums up all of my days. My days are filled with things that are too small to tell people when they ask me, “So, what did you do today?” I don’t think they really want to know that I spent the day loading and unloading the dishwasher, filling and refilling sippy cups, wiping tears, noses, bottoms. Yeah, I don’t think they really want to know that. But I was reminded that the Word tells us not to despise these kind of days because whether it’s big things, small things, everything or all things, God wants to be involved in all of them. In fact it’s in these small mundane things of life that we really learn how to experience the Lord as our everything. So while I’m loading and unloading the dishwasher, I can pray, “Lord, unload me of all my anxieties, all my old experiences and load me with the riches of Yourself today.” And while I’m filling and refilling sippy cups I can pray, “Lord, fill me with more of Your Spirit today.” And while I’m wiping little tears I can turn to the One who promised to wipe all tears from my eyes. So I’m reminded today to not despise my days of small things and not to despise what may seem like small prayers. In the end, they can make a big difference.

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The prompt for this week is…

Present

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It’s interesting that the word present can mean both the here and now and a gift because that’s exactly what the here and now is – a gift. Every today we have is a precious gift from God which I too often take for granted. Today is really all we have, let’s not waste it by dwelling in the past or living in the future. There’s a footnote in my study Bible which encapsulates the book of Hebrews and I’ve always been encouraged by reading it –

In this book [Hebrews] is the present Christ, who is now in the heavens as our Minister (8:2) and our High Priest (4:14-15; 7:26), ministering to us the heavenly life, grace, authority, and power and sustaining us to live a heavenly life on earth. He is the Christ now, the Christ today, and the Christ on the throne in the heavens, who is our daily salvation and moment-by-moment supply. (RcV)

The Christ we have is for us to experience now, today, in the present…not sometime in the future in some sweet by and by. He’s always ready to minister grace to us for our daily salvation and moment by moment supply. We just need to come forward to Him to get it, and there’s no better time to do it than right now.

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The prompt for this week is…

Beautiful

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Ephesians 5:25-27

Husbands, love your wives even as Christ also loved the church and gave Himself up for her,that He might sanctify her, cleansing her by the washing of the water in the word, That He might present the church to Himself glorious, not having spot or wrinkle or any such things, but that she would be holy and without blemish.

The focus of every wedding is the beauty of the bride – women prepare weeks and even months for that special day. On the wedding day, what the groom notices is not how capable his bride is, but as he waits for her to come down the aisle, it’s her beauty that captivates him. We as believers are all preparing for a wonderful wedding day and in that day what will impress our dear Bridegroom is not how much we can do or how much we have worked for him. What He will be looking for in the church as His bride is the beauty within her, the beauty that comes out of the washing of the water in the word.

No bride wants to have blemishes and wrinkles on her wedding day. Blemishes and wrinkles are signs of naturalness and oldness. Spiritually, no matter how young we are, we are still natural and old. But daily as we get into the word, it washes us and removes all the spots and wrinkles and imparts the element of Christ into us. Christ in us is the real beauty in the sight of God. So don’t waste your time and money on cosmetics that will only cover up your blemishes. Immerse yourself in the word, the best wrinkle remover in the universe! May we all make being washed in the word a part of our daily beauty regimen.

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The prompt for this week is…

In Between

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He insists on dressing himself these days and he’s discovered the boxes of clothes that are too big for him underneath his bed that I’ve been storing away for later. I try to tell him that they don’t fit and that he looks silly running around like a little gangster with pants that don’t stay up and shirts that look two sizes too big…but he won’t listen. Maybe he’s started looking at the tags and realized that I was still dressing him in 2T clothes even though he’s almost 4. He’s not my baby anymore and he wants so badly to be one of the big boys. Sometimes I think he’s a three and a half year old going on seven, trapped in a two year old’s body. Maybe all the food he’s consuming is going only to his brain. This in between stage is hard on little boys.

This morning I lost it again with him. I had repeatedly told him not to run around with two grapes in his cheeks but he ignored all my warnings that it would make him throw up. So of course that’s exactly what happened, all the breakfast that we had painstakingly made him eat this morning ended up (luckily) in a bowl and not on the floor. I got mad and made sure he knew it. Instead of reacting to my anger with his own like he usually does, he obediently finished the rest of his cereal and went to play quietly by himself on the couch while I seethed in my room. I laid down on my bed and called on the Lord and realized that my son quietly playing in the living room was the mature one, not me. I came out of the room, cupped the little face in my hands, looked him in the eyes and said, “Mama is sorry she got mad, but sometimes she really needs you to listen.” He stared back into my eyes and said, “I’m sorry I got mad too and sometimes I need you to listen.” He doesn’t realize that I am listening and that what I hear makes me wish he was my baby again, that he wasn’t growing up so darn fast. This in between stage is hard on mamas too.

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