Saturday, March 17, 2018

Provide-Five Minute Friday

Do we look for opportunities to be the provision for someone else's needs? Do we consider ourselves to be an answer of comfort?  Jesus no longer walks among us as He did over two thousand years ago. Instead, He lives within the hearts of His children. We are His hands and feet. I was reminded of that this week.


Another snow day, I lamented. As soon as I got the text, I texted two of my friends complaining, "There goes Memorial Day." We've gone over our allotment and so pay back will come. I logged into Facebook to catch up and read my cousin, Teddy's post. She would be taking her Puddy to the vet for the last time that day. 

It was time. His health was failing and now he had diabetes. She has had him for many years, even before her late husband, Bob passed away. He has been her sole companion since Bob passed. 

No miracle provided. No healing this time. Instead, I was home to see her post, call, and invite her over for lunch; a hot cup of tea, soup, and sandwiches. Comfort provided on an unexpected day.


Matthew 5:4 "Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted." (NASB)

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Sunday, March 11, 2018

Tired-Five Minute Friday on Sunday evening

We survived the back to back winter storms and changed the clocks to spring forward. It has been a whirlwind of a weekend. I know all of us reach a point where we are living in the state of this week's prompt.


Winter wears

wears one out

cold, frigid air

same old, same old

day in, day out

Brilliance and novelty of

the first, bright, white snow

fades fast

Mixed with dirt, gravel, sand

it's gray and bland

Life gets that way

In the afternoon season of

one's journey and soul

Going round and round

hard to see anything

new or different

Look for little signs

The buds will come

ladybugs fly again

color returns

Winter wears, 

but spring surely comes

Is it any wonder we celebrate

new life of Christ now this month


Song of Solomon 2:11 "For behold, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone." (NASB)

Friday, March 2, 2018

Regret- Five Minute Friday

Ah, a day to write on Friday as we are being slammed with a Nor'easter in the northeast. Just over a week ago it was in the 70's and now it is a mess outside. We never know what life or weather will bring our way, especially most unexpectedly. 

This week's prompt is challenging, but also encouraging. We can all have regrets, but we can decide to not regret how we love others. The older I get the more I realize how important it is to do this. I have failed in this area many times, but I want to be better. I need to be more mindful and I can. May God grant me wisdom and grace to do so.


It can keep you fixated

Looking in the rearview mirror

Missing what's straight ahead

It can paralyze you with fear

Unable to choose the next step

Worrying, "Will I regret this later on?"

"Is it really the best?"

This world holds nothing for us to hold onto. What I will never regret is telling people how I appreciate them, what I love about them, and being there. We can't take houses and cars with us into eternity, but we can beckon others to follow a narrow, yellow, brick road to a great city to see the most beautiful place and wonderful Creator of all.


Revelation 21:4-5 "and He will wipe away every tear from their eyes; and there will no longer be any death; there will no longer be any mourning, or crying, or pain; the first things have passed away." And He who sits on the throne said, "Behold I am making all things new."

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Sunday, February 25, 2018

Beauty- Five Minute Friday

It has been a busy weekend between celebrating my mom, Linda's upcoming 70th birthday and also losing a dear sister in my church and the horse I have so loved for the past several years. I am convinced that the beauty of a life is not measured by how long one lives, but by the magnitude it touches others.


I think of the horse I've ridden for the past several years.

I think of her gentleness, strength, and power.

She carried me effortlessly on her back. 

She kept me safe and helped me learn to canter.

She was a rescue, malnourished with scars from her life before.

She forgave people and she submitted herself, trusting humans once again.

She was kind and all children loved her.

I think of the brother in my church fellowship who so tenderly and lovingly cared 

for his wife the last so many years as she slipped further and further away from 

Alzheimer's. The twinkle in his eyes for her never stopped.
Roger, Carol, and my cousin, Teddy


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Monday, February 19, 2018

Why? A late posting for Five Minute Friday

I was a bit stumped with how to respond to this one. It is a question I ask a lot and never seem to get many answers to. It's nothing new under the sun. We all want to know.............


Hunger and
Yearn to know

We ask

We can't comprehend

We fill in the blanks

We spin the wheels of our minds in mud

We sink deeper and deeper

Instead of asking, "Why not?"

We ask, "Why?"

"Why me, not them?"

"Why now? Why this?"

"What in the world is God doing?"

"What a mess this all is!"

"Why can't they see?"

"Why won't they listen?"

"Why must we learn the hard way?"

"Why are we here?"

"Why do they get away with that?"

"Why don't you fix this, God?"

Why don't we let God be God?

Why don't we leave it?


Job 41:11 "Who has a claim against me that I must pay? Everything under heaven belongs to me?" (NIV)

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