I wanna go HOME {Five Minute Friday}

Yeah! It is Friday!  It has been an odd week in Cincinnati with a snow day in the middle of the week, so it feels more like Tuesday than Friday.  But I will take it :)  So, since it is Friday it is time for Five Minute Friday where a whole bunch of us all write about one word, given to us by Lisa Jo Baker.  It is all about encouragement and acceptance, not editing or over-thinking.  The only thing is we can only write for five minutes.

And this week the prompt is: HOME

Home, what can I say about home?  As a kid I was raised in a Navy house.  I think this really changed my attitude about home.  I didn't move as often as some Navy kids, but still to me home is people not a place or a house.  Home is being with family.

I will admit that for a while I thought of my grandparent's house as home.  A great big Victorian home in Montana.  But, that got too big and too hard to maintain.  They sold it and moved to the town where my aunt lived.  And then for sure, there was no physical place to call home.

Now still, even though it is no longer the Navy moving us around, I haven't lived for more than five years in one place.  I am ready to call Cincinnati home.  But really, deep down, I know that God has not called us to call earth our home.  As Christians, our real home is in heaven.  And that is the home I should be longing for.  And indeed I do.

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But our citizenship is in heaven – and we also await a savior from there, the Lord Jesus Christ, who will transform these humble bodies of ours ³⁰  into the likeness of his glorious body by means of that power by which he is able to subject all things to himself.
Philippians 3:20-21 NET Bible

Ordinary {Five Minute Friday}

It is Friday and I am posting my Five Minute Friday with Lisa Jo Baker.  Actually on Friday this time, instead of Sunday.  Must mean something is going right this week.  This is the time where we all come together and type for just five minutes on a prompt word.  No over thinking, no editing, just come as you are and everyone is welcome.  And this week our prompt is:

Ordinary

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Ordinary.  Am I just an ordinary girl?  Of course, so why is it that I don't want to feel ordinary?
My heart desires to be special.  Unique.  Individual.  And of course I am that too.  How can that be?
How is it that both can be so true?  We are all special, unique and individual.
Yet, Jesus.  My Lord and God.  The Bible says he was ordinary.  Well, at least he appeared ordinary.  Yet He was divine.  He was content to give up heaven and live on earth as an ordinary man.  To save us from our sins.  But I struggle with ordinary.  With ordinary tasks.  Ordinary life.
When I think about it, I am convinced that to earthly eyes there is much ordinary.  Cooking, cleaning, little ones to watch, care for, grow up.  But spiritually there is no ordinary.  Spiritually we are on a great adventure with God.  Because He is not ordinary.  We just have to keep our spiritual eyes open and looking at Him to see our lives as He does.
Extraordinary.

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He had no stately form or majesty that might catch our attention,

no special appearance that we should want to follow him.
Isaiah 53:2b

Five Minute Friday...on Sunday

I think it goes without saying that life has been a little busy if I miss the Five Minute Friday Twitter Party and I don't get to my Five Minute Friday post until Sunday night.  Let's just say that hubby is out of town, I am writing resumes and looking for a job.  Oh, and Miss Froggie had water spilled all over her laptop.  Which means I am sharing this one with her.  All that adds up to very little time left over with a computer to write on.  Thanks for hanging in there with me.

So, the prompt for this week is: What Mama Did
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What Mama Did
My Mama was a Navy wife.  To me that means she did it all.  Sometimes with Dad gone for six months or more at a time.  She ran the daily round, got it all done, packed us up and moved us to a new town all by herself.  Friends called her Donna Reed.  I think that is because we had family dinner and she always had a smile on her face.

But, you don't really know what Mama did until you have been with her on a trip!  Trips with Mama require a vacation from your vacation!  Also meticulously planned with activities that each person would enjoy.  And the only "down" time was the time it took to drive there in a car!  And oh the vacations we took.  By the time I started college I had been to all but three of the United States.  And I had been to France and Italy!  Sometimes it helps to have a dad in the Navy...an excuse to visit.

We drove across country, went spelunking, hiking in Yellowstone, swimming in the ocean on both coasts.  Train trips, car trips, and airplane rides.  Only boat trips were left to dad.  That is what my Mama did.