Friday, 25 January 2013


I'm linking up with Lisa-Jo Baker for another 5 minute Friday.  What does your "again" look like today?

I put the kettle on again, make a cup of tea again, pack the lunches, wash the clothes, sweep the floors, make the dinner again.  The agains roll in to days of same and much of the time is taken without thinking about all these agains that make up the minutes.

Then there is a looming MRI again.  We will wake at 5am and she will eat or drink nothing and we will arrive at hospital for audiology, MRI, endocrinology and oncology.  Again.  

I love that most days, these days, her line up of her day doesn't read like that, we have breakfast again, school bell again, reading, recess, math, dance, play dates again.

And I can hold her and hug her and tell her I love her again and again and again and let all these days keep coming.

Today though, I'll spare a thought and say a prayer for those mums who are waking up to a dose of radiation again, to a chemo infusion again, to a morning trying to get 15 pills in to their child again, to a blood transfusion again, to a surgery again.

You and your child are brave and strong and courageous and you inspire me and I think about you, again, this day.

It's another 4 minutes but please take a moment to see a video of some of these brave children.   We met Campbell whilst in Boston when Jasmine was having proton radiation.  He is an awesome little guy and his mom is amazing.  This is a video of him and some of his friends....

Friday, 18 January 2013


Linking up with Lisa-Jo Baker this morning for another 5 minute Friday.  We write unedited for five minutes without worry about whether it's just right, we just write.  Today's prompt is


My friend and I strolled by the sea sipping our coffee.  I remember that day clearly, though it was almost 20 years ago - the sun shone bright, and so was her voice.  Bright, but brittle.  And as the waves rolled in, her story poured out of her somewhat new relationship and a stream of concerns she had.  There wasn't anything particularly wrong and she was struggling to pinpoint what it was about him or the relationship that concerned her.
My friend was stunningly beautiful, both outside and inside but coming from a wounded place, had no idea of that beauty.
I listened a long time to what she said, then quietly said, "well it seems to me, he just doesn't cherish you."
There was a pause, then a sigh, then she responded with humility, "You're right.  You're absolutely right.  Man!  I so want to be cherished!"
Both of us sat quietly thinking about that one.
I'm raising a son and a daughter now and what will I teach them?  I have to teach my daughter that her longing to be cherished comes from a maker who already knows her worth and cherishes and treasures her.  I need to teach her that she's right to want to be cherished, that she's worthy.  Because I think women have the tendency to perhaps feel somehow less worthy when things aren't right in their relationships - that somehow it's down to them and something they did or didn't do, or should or shouldn't do.  It's their fault, while all the time their heart begs, please treasure me, cherish me.
I have to teach her well.
My son - it's tough.  He already says he wants to not grow up.  The weight of responsibility a worthy man carries is huge.  They are really big shoes to step in to.  He will wonder what is the right job, the right school or university, the right town to live, the right choice to make, the right friends to have, the right girl to marry.  And maybe rather than coaching him on making the right choices, I will instead help him focus on becoming the right man.

Friday, 4 January 2013


Kicking of the New Year with a five minute Friday with Lisa-Jo Baker.  Join the community where we write unedited for 5 minutes with no pressure whether it's just right, we just write.



Note to self -

I'd like to take the opportunity to start this New Year by reminding you of some things.  Before too long you will get swept up in the to do lists, and the work pressures, the endless running round after children and their activities, managing the house, being a mum and all the other life stuff that you do.

I'm taking the opportunity now to remind you to pause in all of that.  To slow down, to notice and to take part.  You can lose the mask of perfection and know that you are amazing.  You are already enough.  Did you get that?  You are fearfully and marvellously and wonderfully made and in you there are a unique combination of qualities that you bring to this world.  God has you placed right where you ought to be and where you make a difference to many.  So maybe wiping a sticky counter and sweeping the floor, wiping a nose, changing a bed, making dinner may not seem such big life things.  But they are big life things and they are seen and you make a difference.  There is One who sees it all.  You are precious beyond belief and you are stronger than you know.  You will have trials this year but remember it isn't all bad - look for the good and you will find it.  Dream big and rest a while in that peace that comes.  Take it one day at a time and don't worry about the future or what has happened, live in the moment one day at at time. for that is where you'll find the gifts and where the yoke is easy and the burden is light.

Go take a big leap in to life this year!  You are an amazing woman!