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5 Minute Fridays- Worship

When I hear the word worship I have a kaleidoscope full of thoughts. My husband leads praise & worship so I think of praise team practice and song selection. I think of the Matt Redman’s lines, “I’ll bring you more than a song…I’m coming back to the Heart of Worship.” I think of Ann Voskamp admonishing that worship can involve scrubbing potatoes and piles of laundry. Within my minds eye are the words of Holy Holy Holy, and all the saints Adore Thee, bowing down and laying their crowns at Jesus’ Feet. And then I also picture that Nicaraguan church service I went to in college where the common accessory to every outfit every day is unending rivulets of sweat coursing down every inch of every one. I remember hearing songs with familiar tunes, but made up of a different language and filling the small cinder block church with the loud swell of a group of dirt poor believers excited to be there. I think of my days back at Liberty University when the feel of a Praise & Worship…

Five Minute Fridays - "Last"

Last is such a final word, it’s a word that always makes us sit back and take note. We take note of the fact that something is about to draw to an end and we better enjoy the last drops, savor the last bites before its all gone. Like that last hot week of summer that we spend soaking up every last beam of Vitamin D. Or that last couple bites of a once a year Christmas dinner, slowly swallowed down. Or maybe the last night of a vacation where we try to take note of everything and know that we are returning to real world, real bills, real deadlines all seemingly too soon. Two weeks ago I experienced a last. For seven months I was given a gift. It was truly an unexpected gift. One I had never anticipated being given. For the past six years my sister Faith and I have lived in different cities for most of the time. We always mused over the idea that we should've lived together for at least one year of college. But from icy January 4th to steamy August 10th I had the gift…

Word Prompt - Small

SMALL – word prompt
Small, its really a big word because so many things in life are small. Small is a word that indicates existence. It is, even though it might barely be there. Many times it is in the Small of life that the beauty of life is found and that we figure out the big picture of life. The paradox of our one big scheme of life is that it is mostly made up of small miniscule moments fluttering by largely unnoticed. Pick up that scarlet leaf, curling up into an autumn claw and you’ll find a beautifully intricate design and a strikingly painted delicate leaf that shouts of God and yet may never be seen by anyone. Yes, many times God is found in the small. That one brilliant flower pushing its green neck up through the confines of broken concrete. Beauty in the small. The sleepily lifting lids of a newborn baby. Droopy with sleep, they rise and let us peek into the dazzling blue-white sclera whispering of pure untainted fresh from Heaven beauty. Beauty in the small. …

5 Minute Fridays - Word Prompt - Story

I love the word, “story”. I love the plural form stories even more. If you grow up with a parent or grandparent  that is a great story teller you inevitably love stories. You know that great storyteller, whose voices rises and falls at just the right inflection, whose body language is one with the story and whose eyes are just as excited as you are to see the story come to its proper conclusion. I remember sitting in front of my mom as she animatedly read stories to me about history, it was a whole musty smelling series of Child Biographies that she acquired from our local library. Albeit to most they would’ve been sawdust dry, but when those stories were set to her story telling melody they were a symphony of history, events, and times. I mean who isn't interested in Molly Pitcher and  Harriet Beecher Stowe...when you're six?  My first story teller, my mother gave me my love for history and seemingly dull biographies. And it all goes back to the story word. I think I l…