I’m joining in with a group of writers for Five Minute Friday where we’re given a prompt (this week it’s BACK and write for five minutes about it. It’s the last full day of Camp G and G. It’s been a fun-filled couple of weeks with bowling, theatre intensive, scavenger hunts, star gazing, ice cream,
I’m joining in with a group of writers for Five Minute Friday where we’re given a prompt (this week it’s WILLING) and write for five minutes about it. I’m sitting in bed reading. The door leading from our bedroom to the deck is open. Cool fresh morning air fills the room and birdsong is the first
I’m joining in with a group of writers for Five Minute Friday where we’re given a prompt (this week it’s MORE) and write for five minutes about it. I wake from a dream in which I’m being courted for a job. It’s a good job—the kind of business analyst type work I used to do, and
I’m joining in with a group of writers for Five Minute Friday where we’re given a prompt (this week it’s SEARCH) and write for five minutes about it. Search. The word speaks me to my adoptee experience, and the fact that I’ve always searched. Once, I searched, in vain, the faces of people I encountered
I’m joining in with a group of writers for Five Minute Friday where we’re given a prompt (this week it’s BUILD) and write for five minutes about it. In the corporate world there was a principle meant to remind you not to get too busy or lose focus, lest you get to the top of the
I’m joining in with a group of writers for Five Minute Friday where we’re given a prompt (this week it’s BETTER) and write for five minutes about it. I’m pursuing a deeper relationship, and every choice I make takes me closer to, or farther away, from the One who holds my heart. I am blessed, at
But the blessings and promises of God . . . emerge from a real-life story that also knows that we live in a broken world and some days are tough. Scot McKnight, The Blue Parakeet: Rethinking How You Read the Bible I’m joining in with a group of writers for Five Minute Friday where we’re
I’ve come to sing you a song called December. Ryan Murphy, Down with the Ship I’m joining in with a group of writers for Five Minute Friday where we’re given a prompt (this week it’s BALANCE) and write for five minutes about it. I have no intention of stepping a foot outside today, except for
Deep calls to deep, and my soul finds no resting place but Him. Estelle White I’m joining in with a group of writers for Five Minute Friday where we’re given a prompt (this week it’s DEEP) and write for five minutes about it. Deep calls to deep. There is a restlessness and a stirring. I return
I lift my eyes unto the hills Where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord The maker of Heaven and Earth Psalm 121:1,2 I’m joining in with a group of writers for Five Minute Friday where we’re given a prompt (this week it’s PRAISE) and write for five minutes about it. The
We can ignore even pleasure. But pain insists upon being attended to. God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our conscience, but shouts in our pains: it is his megaphone to rouse a deaf world.” C.S. Lewis, The Problem of Pain I’m joining in with a group of writers for Five Minute Friday