One of my favorite #FridayFive writing prompts is Five Smiles. It causes me to be intentional about looking for the bright spots during the week. Life is so hectic, it is easy to save thanksgiving for the third Thursday in November. Friday Five Smiles is a platform for giving thanks all through the year.
Oh give thanks to the Lord;
call upon his name;
make known his deeds among the peoples!
I never, ever want to see my children hurt. But, when they do, I am thankful for the opportunity to stroke their hair and tell them how much I love them. My sweet Sarah had a big hurt this week. We talked about it a little as big tears dripped off her chin. Holding her hand in the hurt is all I had to offer. And a cheesy knock-knock joke to shift the mood ever so slightly.
SK: Who’s there?
SK: Boo who?
Me: Don’t cry, it’s only a joke!
My sweet Sarah Kate turns 9 this week. She is a few years away from the crazy of middle school madness. I am thankful for every one of these precious mother-and-child moments!
Returning to My Exercise Class
For the last 6 weeks, someone in my house has had snot, fever, or the throw ups on the day of my favorite class at the Y. This week, I got to return to the cardio-strength class. I loved the feel of muscles burning and music pounding. It didn’t escape me that being there meant everyone in my house, including me, was well once again.
A Boy and His Pumpkin
Barrett got his little baby pumpkin last week. It is his new best friend. It goes everywhere with him: the library, the park, even to bed. He holds it, bounces it, kicks it, and treats it like a rough and tumble boy should. All is well until I am cleaning pumpkin guts off the floor. Until then, enjoy that “punkin’,” little buddy!
My husband gave me a journaling Bible for my birthday. I have wavered between wanting a study Bible and journaling Bible since I lost my favorite Bible (Side note: if you find my NIV Study Bible lying around somewhere, please let me know. It is full of 20 years of notes and life.). I am no color pencil artists. My medium is the written word. The margins will not serve as my canvas, but as my parchment—a place to record what God says to me through His word.
My Writing Community
My heart is so full this week. I belong to a small tribe of writers that loves so well. I can hardly believe I get to be a part of it. This week was an exceptionally good one in our little Facebook community. There were encouraging messages exchanged, and random blogging questions answered. I got to guest post for one of my sisters; her community loved me well. My friend, Whitney, walked me through some tricky blogging waters (You really should visit her site, Beauty in the Mess. It is so pretty, I just stare at it. The content is really good, too!). We also raised money to help replace a broken laptop, because a writer without her keyboard is like an artist without paint. Thank you for showing me Christ, sisters!
. . . that their hearts may be encouraged, being knit together in love, to reach all the riches of full assurance of understanding and the knowledge of God’s mystery, which is Christ. (Colossians 2:2)
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