My Father's Daughter

Five minute Friday an hour into Saturday.... In Real Life... Go In real life 6 year olds cry when you tell them to brush their teeth (seriously. In my real life, at least). In real life mamas have tantrums. In real life familiarity can breed contempt. In real life math becomes more about attitude than numbers. In real life the day never goes according to schedule. In real life we don't always get what we want. In real life kids get cancer. In real life I'm not very good at being who I want to be. In real life there there is grace. In real life I have His strength to extend that same grace to others. Stop Now go on over and see The Gypsy Mama to join in.

"Grace; that is what the God-glory is full of. To see the Glory and to name the graces. Retune the impaired senses to sense the spirit, to see the grace" ~Quoting my little perpetual calendar from One Thousand Gifts . Catching up on posting some of my summer graces, God's glory full. 504. for the burn on my arm reminding me it's not easy to be gracious while in pain 505. dirty feet that were busy running in the grass 506. slow summer days of pancake breakfasts and read alouds 507. Colossians 3:12 and finding T he Fitting Room waiting for me in my mailbox today 508. Your patience with me,  509. Marlou 510. Jeremia 511. allowing our family to connect with Your children half way around the world 512. the people of  Somalia  513. God's hand even when we're not sure we can see Him working 514. Compassion International ~people being His hands and feet 515. the graces given, the ones I don't even notice, given every day 516...

Time again for Five Minute Friday (that hardly ever gets posted until Saturday). We write with a prompt for five minutes without revisions or second guessing. Just write and let the words come.                                       Rest... GO In a time where the answer to "how are you?" is most often "busy" do we even remember how to rest? We are fast paced multitaskers who don't seem to get any more done than we used to. Yet we are constantly busy. We have countless things in our lives intended to make life "easier": washing machines, dishwashers, microwaves, email, text messaging, frozen foods, subzero refrigerators, convenient stores....But is anything easier? Do we have more time? Do we rest anymore than we used to? Do we rest at all? I want to turn it off, walk away, be simple, make my home a true place of rest. A place to hide from the world, fro...