5 min Friday. Ordinary

5 min Friday again:) write for 5 mins, no backtracking or editing. And I have many typos in this one! But I will follow the rules. Enjoy:)

Ordinary:
The sound of my husban snoring beside me, is that ordinary? The fact that I don't dare go dawn stairs to write on the computer to actually type in fear that a creky step will awaken a beautiful princess. Is that ordinary? The day I've had, laying "on our bellies" in the floor during school time because its so much more fun. Or that we read bedtime stories while a sweet toddler was nestled under my neck rubbing my hair. Is that ordinary?
Oh for me it is an ordinary day, but with so much extraordinary mixed in the mundane.
I will never see those smiles agai, so I better stop what I'm doing and soak them up. Tomorrow will bring new smiles and new giggles but today's will be gone. Gone in a flash. The hugs and love and laughter that fills our home may seem ordinary but it's Gods gift. His precious gift to me.
When I fill myself slipping away in the ordinary daily life I must remember to chose joy. To chose extrodinary and chose love.


5 mins almost up, I'm gonna snuggle up to this snoring, hardworking man and sleep. In the extrodinary God has given me:)

Forgiveness is finished,
it's final,
              it's done
Why do I wonder and search and find none?
Because I can't face the reality of my sin
What it did to my savior
oh how do i begin
He was beaten and bruised
shamed
             and mocked
He was all alone
       Forsaken
Forsaken - left...abandoned
Abandoned? like me?
Left by His Father
a hurt so real and so raw
why oh why would he bother?
        It was for me.
To offer His grace
To give me forgiveness,
He took my place.
He took my place; He understands,
He walked in perfection,
I am in His plan.
To not "find" forgiveness,
Oh what a shame.
He has forgiven me and I must shout His name
Forsaken for me
Now I must forsake all...
Not to earn grace or to fulfill the law
But to walk in his ways
to proclaim His great name
to shine out his glory and never profane
To live all my days in worship and awe
To love and to sacrifice...
Sacrifice? really.
What could I give that is equal to you?

5 minute friday: BELOVED

beloved is the word fot this friday. I am suppose to write 5 mins, no editing, and stop at 5 minutes flat. Here it goes

BELOVED

I am my beloved and he is mine. This is what comes to mind when I hear this word. My beloved, my amazing husband. He is the man beyond my dreams. The man, when i as a teenager chasing after futile love instead of turning to God, that I never thought I would be blessed with. Boy did God knock my socks off! He is an amazing man that chases after God and loves me and his girls more than I couldve ever dreamed possible.

but so much more than my amazing husband is God, who calls me his beloved.

His beloved daughter.

A daughter of the king

a person that Christ gave up heaven and bore suffering for

A woman that is persued by the king of kings

a woman that can sit in the LORD's presence and soak up His love

A woman that can sing HIS praises and shout His glory

A woman that compares herself way to much to others

A woman that fails daily, hourly, minutely

A woman that deserves wrath

A woman that recieves grace

that is me: His BEloved.

Amariah Joy

I wrote this last week, forgot to publish it:)

I looked into some beautiful brown eyes today and then felt a little squirmy body cuddle up next to me and realized in almost exactly 2 weeks this beautiful baby will be 2. Really? I can't believe we have been privileged to have our little goofball in our lives for almost 2 years. But at the same time I really cannot remember my life without her. Amariah Joy. And oh what a Joy she is. At dinner she put the end of the spoon through her teeth and showed it off to make sure everyone was laughing and then cracked up herself. She has the sillies most of the time and I love her little baby smile. But even more than that I love her little baby giggles.

Amariah has such a sweet soft heart. It breaks into a million pieces if she thinks she is in the least amount of trouble. I pray we can comfort and guide this heart of innocence with the love of Christ and fiercely protect it from the taint of the world. She has the quivering lip down to a precise art and it kills me to see her sad! She also has the crossed arm pout down to an art as well, which we try to control but also laugh. She is just so spunky and full of life.

When she wakes up in the morning she finds me immediately and with that huge smile an twinkle in her eyes she says ,"good morning." And some days she says," good morning!! I'm happy!" And then runs to me and says, "I need a cuddle" oh how she loves to cuddle. And oh how I love to cuddle her! While I'm cooking she has to be sitting on the counter right where I am. I usually have music playing and if a song comes on she loves her little arms shoot out and she says," I need to dance! I need to dance!" And if I can at all I scoop up that little body and we dance, because of course she NEEDS to:)

She also loves her sisters. She hugs on them, laughs with them, follows them around, and at times drives them nuts. If she gets in trouble she runs to them to be comforted! She is crazy about her daddy. She didn't want to go to bed the other night until he was here to tuck her in. She runs to the door to meet him as soon as she hears the door moving. She also begs to ride on his back and to "touch the sky" which is the ceiling. Which no trust because her daddy has her safe in his arms.

I love this 3rd little princess blessing we have been given. Oh what a gift from God!!

5 minute Friday!

It's FRIDAY! Doesn't really mean much in our house since the hubs works on Saturday, but I've decided to join the "gypsy mamma" in her five minute Friday. Just 5 minutes no more and write on her word. This week was bare. I got the idea from a wonderful friend, Shannon who is an amazing writer. And I'm suppose to link it all up, but I don't know how. So here it goes:




Bare: this word sounds quite like nakedness to me. But not as much physical but emotional and spirtual. We have learned at north Brook so much about community. Community is where we bare our souls, share our struggles, and come before the throne. The throne; of grace. We come naked before God no matter how many layers of perfection we try to place on ourselves. He knows our hearts, thoughts, emotions, and sin. Yes. SIN. We need not stand before him or one another pretending to be perfect. We are only His by His grace. Bare naked honesty builds community. Without knowing one another's faults, we cannot pray for our brothers and sisters in Christ. And with our masks on they aren't comfortable being honest with us. Community is a wonderful thing!
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