Five Minute Friday…Small

Today felt awkward and I avoided it for as long as I could. Then I sat down to write, because this is how it’s done on Fridays.

I’m linking up with Lisa-Jo Baker for Five Minute Friday.

Five minutes.

One word.

No editing.

No rethinking.

Just writing.

Today’s word: Small

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GO

Sometimes I forget that they’re small.

I look at them and expect them to reason and think and act just like me. I treat them like they are mini-adults with decades of experience behind them to help shape their decisions and reactions.

I forget that they are learning in this sometimes crazy, mixed-up world full of questions and unknown. I wonder how they can learn when so much is under this big umbrella of a question mark.

Sometimes I forget that they are small when I hear them argue or refuse to pickup their toys.

I forget that by Friday we are all feeling more fried than we know, and maybe what we needs is a bit of grace.

I forget so much about them just because they are small.

But their size masks their biggest traits. When I am so busy expecting them to be bigger, I don’t realize they already are.

I watched my son share a piece of his new candy with his friend. It was a proud mama moment. But then I watched my daughter give her brother a piece of her candy because she thought it was so nice that he shared. The moment was over in less than 60 seconds, but it felt anything but small.

Maybe I have it all backwards. The places where I think they are small, is where their greatest strengths lie. And the places where I expect them to be big, I need to let go and allow them to be small.

Maybe I need to be more like them.

Because I’m really not good at sharing my candy.

STOP

Motherhood feels like dancing blindfolded in shoes two sizes too big. But sometimes you remember to smile and enjoy the dance.

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Five Minute Friday…Grace

Now that my 31 days series is done, I’m enjoying the moment (or 5) to write my heart. I’m linking up with Lisa-Jo Baker for Five Minute Friday.

Five minutes.

One word.

No editing.

No rethinking.

Just writing.

Today’s word: Grace

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GO

I’m writing for me today, and I’m not. I’ve been home for almost two weeks with sick kids. I’ve been a tangle of washing sheets and pouring powerade (with a straw of course) and reading books and plenty of movies (because really, a mama needs her sanity). The kids are getting better. Slowly, but better. I’m feeling like I can’t do it well enough.

I’ve wondered if we’ve watched too much TV and wished we had read more books.

I’ve worried I’ve spent too much time on the computer and not enough time snuggling and stroking hair.

I’ve lost my cool and yelled instead of spoken in soft tones.

This is enough to make me doubt myself on a good day. But today, this week, these weeks my kids are sick. And I’m still me. Sometimes I wish I wasn’t me.

But guess what? My boy, coughing and warm, looked at me last night and told me I was the best mama he could have ever hoped for.

And that is grace.

My babes have so much more of Jesus than I do most days. I pray that the world not harden them. I pray that I don’t harden them.

Maybe it was the fever talking. But for me it was a downpour of grace from my little boy.

And I am drenched.

STOP

Sometimes the dance brings me to my knees. Sometimes it helps me find myself. Today did both.

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Dance on!

Day 20: Frames and Pedestals

To My Kids,

I have to start by telling you that beauty is not what you think it is. Somehow we have been consumed by our senses rather than our heart, and beauty appears to be about how someone looks. It really isn’t.

Let me tell you what beauty is. Beauty is something that starts deep in a person and radiates out of them. You can often see it in their eyes or hear it in the voice or feel it in their hands. It is part of who a person is, not what a person is. God created each person to be beautiful. We are all like different pieces of art in the same gallery. There is beauty and merit to each masterpiece although they may look nothing alike.

When you see a painting do you admire the frame or the canvas?

When you see a sculpture are you left speechless by the stand or the piece?

It is like that with beauty in people. What we see is only the frame, the stand, the tool to showcase the treasure. Somehow in this world, we have focused our eyes on the frames and lost sight of the canvas.

The face and the body and the hair are all part of the masterpiece, but if that’s all you see, you will miss so much beauty in the world, in people. So try the best you can to look past the frame, look beyond the stand, and look into the heart where the beauty of love and kindness and compassion and all that is good shines from.

This will be difficult. Especially with yourselves. But let me tell you a secret about how God has made you.

He used His immense creativity to fashion a beautiful spirit full of love and grace in each of you. Then He took that masterpiece and framed it to perfectly match the art inside of you. The frame is there to enhance your beauty.

Some days you’ll feel like you’re framed in swirly gold and some days you’ll feel like you’re framed in cheap plastic with corners that don’t quite meet. But you need to know that the frame cannot change the masterpiece unless we let it.

So take a moment and remember you are a work of art, full of beauty and displayed splendor. Allow yourself to bask in that truth and exhale.

I love you in all your beauty!

Mom

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