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Happy Friday! Five minutes to write about one word. Today's word is really two made one, in between. We are writing at Lisa-Jo's place about the new two word one word, Inbetween. Join us, or visit us to read more!

Inbetween is like a gray area. Living in the inbetween vs. totally embracing the life we are living. So much time is wasted inbetween. Longing for things we don't have or places we are not.

Motherhood can be spent inbetween. Or we can fully embrace our time as mamas. In my experience, the best times of motherhood have been when I fully live in the moment with my children. Instead though, I often find myself hanging out in this gray inbetween area, where I am a mom by title and a mom by duty, but all of me is not really present.

When you are living in the inbetween and you do not fully embrace anything, whether it be motherhood, Christianity, morals, ethics, standards, etc. When we choose not to live fully convinced in our own mind, but live in this mucky in…

For the Mamas.....

Looking up, Jesus saw the rich people putting their gifts into the treasury. And he saw also a poor widow putting in two mites. And he said, "Truly I say to you, this poor widow has put in more than all of them: For they all gave out of their abundance (their surplus); but she has contributed out of her lack and her want, putting in all that she had on which to live. Luke 21: 1-4

When I am weak, then I am strong, for my strength is perfected in weakness. Do you see? It is not what we do, our great accomplishments for the Kingdom of Heaven, that bring the most glory to God. It is our total lack, our complete need.

Being a mother empties me. I run on empty most days, constantly pouring myself into my children. This emptiness has brought me to my knees many times. I relate to the widow putting in all that she lacked. This is what I continually bring to the Lord, my not enough.

Have you ever thought about the time when Jesus wanted to feed all of the people that had gathered in…

Thank You!!

Here is a recent excerpt from my Journal of Thanks, with added pictures:

118. Thank you for song birds singing their morning praises to You.

119. Thank you for early morning snuggles with the sun-brown three year old boy spilling over my lap.

120. Thank you for his sun bleached hair standing on end, framing his adorable face.

121. Thank you for this moment to quietly contemplate this new day coming fast upon us.

122. Thank you for creating coffee.

123. Thank you for motherhood.

124. Thank you for summer and long Sunday afternoons playing on the beach, just for a moment, to put aside all thoughts of all that needs to be done.

125. Thank you Lord for blessing our family business. Your blessings feel like more than we can handle. Help me to trust you.

126. Thank you for very dear friends intent on ministering to us beyond any way that we could possibly ever repay them.

127. Thank you Lord for the sunshine!

These past few days our little island community has been blanketed in warm summer…

Listen Up!

It's Friday again already! Today's word is 'Listen'. You can join us at Lisa-Jo Bakers place if you would like. Lisa-Jo picks a word every Friday and a bunch of lovely ladies write about it for five minutes. Then we share what we write. No over-thinking and perfection, just free writing.

Be careful how you listen. Jesus says that.

I was schooled in this today.

I foolishly stayed up way too late last night watching a movie. 5 1/2 hours of sleep are not enough for me. Satan knows our weaknesses and he waits to pounce on us when we are down. He is looking for opportunities to destroy us and to destroy our families.

I woke this morning with an impending thick dark cloud looming over me. Motherhood felt heavy and hard and completely impossible. I heard that my girls weren't good enough. I listened and heard that I was failing at my duty to raise my daughters for Christ. These are the things I heard.

He got me this morning. I listened as he whispered about how I w…

The Soil Of My Heart

It usually takes hard times to plow up the hard ground of my heart. I know this is not God's best or even his will, yet, I am a slow learner and I am stubborn.

I go to the Lord. I go to the Word, seeking solace and direction. My heart is breaking, and the plowing is having its way with me.

As I fall to my knees under the weight of the sin too heavy for me to bear, I cry out to Jesus, and in his mercy the rains begin. Showers of righteousness soaking into me. Ahhh......the fragrance after the rain.

Plant the good seeds of righteousness, and you will have a crop of love. Plow up the hard ground of your hearts, for this is the time to seek the Lord, that he may come
and shower righteousness upon you.
Hosea 10:12

And the seed that fell on good soil
represents those who hear and accept God's word
and produce a harvest of thirty, sixty,
or even a hundred times 
as much as had been planted.
Mark 4:20

Maintaining a soft heart where the seeds of righteousness can grow and thrive takes diligence. T…

Giving Thanks

I am sitting back in awe of God, overflowing with thankfulness, overflowing with joy. Starting this journal of thanks has been life changing. I am serious. Is it a coincidence that I am having blessings poured upon me this week? There must be a connection here. In John 10:10 Jesus said that he came to give us an abundant life. Is this what he was talking about?

Recent excepts from my journal:

76. Thank you for the sun shining, the birds twittering their constant praise to You, the sound of the lawn mower in the distance coming through on the cool scented breeze at my bedroom window.

77. Thank you for the three year old boy, my ninth child, asleep on my lap. Asleep, after insisting that "I AM NOT TIRED!"

78.Thank you for family.

79.Thank you for the smell of bread baking in the oven.

80. Thank you for using me, for giving me a spiritual gift. It is the best part of my life.

81. Thank you for the opportunity to open our house to strangers this week.

82. Thank you for fellowsh…


Good Friday to you! Lisa-Jo Baker hosts a thing called FiveMinuteFridays. Every Friday she gives us a word and a bunch of us blogging ladies write for five minutes whatever comes to mind. We then publish what we write without much editing.  Then we read what each other wrote. It is a fun community to be a part of. This week the word is 'fall'.

Five minutes


It happened at the fall. They call it the fall because we were once standing I suppose. And it happens still today. This falling. I am thinking of a verse that says 'take heed lest you fall or if you think you are standing strong be careful not to fall.' So even today we are a tumbling generation. Pride goes before the fall. Pride was in the garden and pride is in my heart. How many times I cannot count has that pride arisen in me, only to bring me down. Falling. I am well acquainted with the fall and falling and pride and the curse. Mankind, womankind, we are cursed with the fall. O Lord Jesus, catch me whe…

Setting Down Roots

It's that empty feeling that gives way to God's marvelous gift. I have nothing for you today. Yet, just last week I felt impressed by the Lord to be more disciplined in my writing times. A 'to him who is faithful in little' sort of encouragement from the Lord. So I came up with what I feel is a reasonable amount of time to spend writing along with all of my other responsibilities. Mon, Wed, & Fri I am going to publish something. Monday will be an update on my 1000 gift thankful list, Wednesday on whatever topic God lays upon my heart and Friday I will take part in Fiveminutefridays. I have a dream to someday write a book, and I am realizing that a book will not just appear finished and ready to be published. It is going to take effort and time and discipline. So this is my first step to learning to discipline myself to write on a consistent basis. Now, remember that I told you it was a prompting from the Lord to start this discipline? Well, here I am in week two a…

In Everything ...................Give Thanks

And now, just as you accepted Christ Jesus as your Lord,  you must continue to follow him. Let your roots grow down into him, and let your lives be built upon him. Then your faith will grow strong in the truth you were taught and, You will overflow with thankfulness.
Colossians 2:6-7
Overflow with thankfulness.......................

27. Thank you Lord for the grey clouds. The cold gray ugly wet clouds. Yes, thank you.
This is my attitude today. I am not overflowing the right kind of thanks. Yet, this is what is bubbling up and out today. My wet soppy attitude. Rain, rain, rain..........This is what happens when you live on an island in a rainforest in Alaska. This is what you get to be thankful for 75% of the time. I know, my husband tells me all of the time, "It's not about the weather." Yah, so you say.
28. Okay, I am also thankful for my little corner in this bustling coffee house on this cold, damp, gray cloudy day, and the familiar faces every time I look up. I'…

Imagine That.....

It has been awhile since I've written a FiveMinuteFriday post. There is a wonderful group of lively ladies that gather every Friday in anticipation of 'the word' over at Lisa-Jo Baker's blog. She gives us a word prompt and we all have fun free writing for five minutes. Then without a lot of editing, we post what flowed out of our hearts. Then we read what each other wrote and laugh and wonder and sometimes even cry. It is amazing what can be said in five minutes. This week the word is..........
Imagine Five minutes
Imagine all the people.........

I have had that song in my head all day, just waiting for a chance to sit down and write, for just 5 minutes. Just 5 minutes to write. Imagine that. I am so busy that I can't sneak 5 minutes into this day to write. And soooo.... it is now tomorrow and I am making an effort to write.
Imagine that? It takes effort to write. Imagine that. When I told my husband what I was going to write about, the word imagine, for 5 m…