A baby bird wobbles across the grass in our backyard. It has fallen out of its nest under the eaves of our roof. The bird flaps its tiny wings, trying to fly, but it doesn’t get more than a foot off the ground. I look out the window, watching, worried… wondering how it will survive….
Category Archives: Self
Mind Your Own Business
“Pblllltttt” “Moooom! He’s spitting!” I don’t know about you, but I don’t have any patience for tattling. If someone is in imminent danger of physical harm, I want to know about it, but otherwise, deal with it or drop it. I’ve tried to empower my kids to let someone else know when they’re breaking a…
Spaces of grace
grace: unmerited divine assistance given humans for their regeneration or sanctification b: a virtue coming from God c: a state of sanctification enjoyed through divine grace I can’t get away from it this morning. I woke up with these words–a space of grace–trailing again and again across my mind. I wanted to write about something…
I Can’t Do It
As a mother, I feel this way quite often. When I haven’t had much sleep and I have to get up and take care of children, when I’m on day ten of sick children, or when I’m cleaning up messes…again, I often think… I can’t do this. I hear other women say the same thing,…
Right of Way
There’s a little town next door to ours that lays claim to “the highest per capita income” in the state. Now I’m not really sure of that statistic–I can think of a few other places with just as few “shoddy” neighborhoods and just as many chic inhabitants–but that’s what they believe of themselves to some…
A Northern Exposure Life
Our house here is situated on the lot so the front of the house faces east and the rear (where the kitchen and family room are) faces west. I miss the wonderful southern exposure of our home in Portland; the main areas of the house were bright all the time, which was important to me…
Imperfectly Real
The center stone of my wedding set has a ‘feather.’ That’s a rather romantic name for what amounts to a chunk of diamond missing where one facet should be. I don’t know if the feather was always there—the set belonged to my husband’s mother before me. The jeweler called about it when we left it…
Lightbulbs
by Sarah I love my children. I have two girls, ages 4 and 6. They are my heart and my purpose. Even when they make me crazy, as children are wont to do. I received a gift when I became a mother, and it was more than just a baby. It was insight into the…
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Barbie, Managing Editor
Hello! I'm Barbie, Managing Editor here at 5MinutesforFaith. I am so glad you stopped by! I live in Northern California with my husband and our four children, and I I love to openly and honestly share about God from my heart...
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