This Dinosaur Learned a New Trick FMF

Twitter.  I vowed to stay away and I did for a VERY long time.  I even resisted during Proverbs 31 OBS Twitter parties.  And I LOVE my OBS sisters, so the fact that FIve Minute Friday got me there says a LOT!  Last weekends writer’s retreat had me more than a little curious about the fellowship and friendships made in 140 characters or less.

So guess where I was tonight?  I can’t even believe it.  Yes, the dinosaur, the one that didn’t know what a launch was, or Voxxing, or how to use google hangouts (even IF I did have a camera thingy on my computer), actually made it to the #fmfparty tonight.

I didn’t think I could learn how to keep up.  And I’m not sure I did. But I was told I was doing fine,

See here’s the proof

You are rocking it Christy!

probably because you ARE keeping up

Will I do it again?  Probably?  Will it be a regular thing?  Probably not.  Don’t get me wrong, it was fun and I enjoyed being there, but my time is getting away from me, and one more thing on my plate on a regular basis?  Sometimes ya gotta say no.

I’m certain at some point I’ll to learn how to make one of those cute little “click to tweet” box to use in my blog.  But not tonight.  Tonight this ole dino is tired; so no late night tonight trying to figure out something else new in the cyberspace world.  And I want to go enjoy the stars with my darling!

Tonight this dinosaur will dream of little blue birds and frantic craziness all around me.  And I will be thankful for


seeing “old” new friends made by driving down a winding road, past the deer that were playing to a cabin by the lake and for making new friends, including one who lives in my hometown, whose husband went to my high school (West High Rebels) a year ahead of me. How cool is that?

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P.S.  And NOW I understand…twitter party, Friends made, friends made visit blogs, relationships formed.  Not like old school days where you got to know each other in the comments of the blog…the fog is lifting.

I’m linking up with Kate at Five Minute Friday.  The rules are simple.  5 minutes of free writes on her one word prompt. No edits (yes I did, because I can’t not. and I was EXTREMELY tired last night,haha) and then visit and comment on the persons blog before you.  Yes, it’s that simple.  And if you DO edit like me, there is no edit police to wrap your knuckles either.  You can find out more here.

And if you get a chance, check out our NEW blog that was birthed from the FMF retreat


Reflections on a Weekend Away

I was among the close to 20 something wonderful ladies and the bundle of sweetness and smiles, little baby Haven, that gathered at a lakeside cabin in Mt. Juliet, Tennessee for the Five Minute Friday retreat.  Here’s the beautiful morning view from the deck as we gathered to drink our coffee (or tea, depending on preference).

fmf viewTruth time.  I wasn’t really sure WHY I was there.  I wasn’t really sure I should have been there.  After all, I’m not really sure I’m a writer; but my friend Melinda’s  enthusiasm was contagious and we were among the first to sign up way back… and we arrived after an adventurous beginning that included a flat tire and some nature exploration along the interstate near Metropolis, IL.

FMF retreat melinda and IBut that’s not what this post is supposed to be about.

This post is supposed to be about  “what’s my biggest take away from the retreat?”

Surprisingly, I learned that I AM a writer!

During our hangout chat with the authors of “On Being A Writer” (Ann Kroeker and Charity Singleton Craig) one of the ladies made the comment that

“a writing life is not the same as a writing career.”

That really resonated with me.  I am a writer, because I have a writing life.  Will I ever have a writing career?  Only God knows which leads to the next biggest take away from the weekend that didn’t hit me until the middle of Tuesday night when I woke up thinking about a long-lost dream…the dream that my husband and I have had to minister to families.

Many moons ago,  we made a flyer for Home and Family Ministries. A brainchild we created that never came to fruition.  We wanted to speak, and have retreats, and help families be all they could be. Help marriages succeed.  Encourage parents to parenting with intention.  This was when we were newly married.  Well before blogging was so mainstream, if it was yet at all…that was in the days of dial up internet and before Amazon and Google.

WHY we thought we were ready for that kind of endeavor is beyond me. But, we wonder if now is the time?  We’ve been through life for 21 years together, adding 4 children, and 2 dogs and a cat to the mix among other various critters that have come and gone.  We’ve had highs and lows.  Beautiful and ugly.  And we’ve been real through it all!

Who knows if ANYTHING will come of it, but we’re ready to put our toes in the water and step out in faith and begin a new thing.

So I got up in the middle of the night and started brainstorming this new child.  Looking on WordPress for a blog address that would work.  Here’s what I came up with:

Christian Home Life   

I’m delving into the world of mailchimp and going back over all the notes on promoting a blog from the retreat.  Those notes that I think didn’t apply to me because:

a) I wasn’t a writer

b) I was just a lil’ eclectic wife and momma blogger; 12 years I’ve been writing, and I’m still a lil’ eclectic wife and momma blogger.  And I’m still content with that here at homeskoolmom.

But the retreat, in an odd twist of events, has revived a dream…

FEAR of man is rearing it’s ugly head. Even as I sit here typing this, I wonder if we’re crazy, if I should hit the publish button.  But I refuse to to let it dictate what will come.  Man will not be my God.  I will replace the fear of man with the fear of the Lord, as Trillia, with the beautiful smile, reminded us Saturday morning.

FMF Kate and TrilliaThanks Melinda for the photo

And being BRAVE is coming behind the thoughts of fear.  And we WILL be brave, Shane and I. Mary reminded us Sunday morning that it is easier to stay stuck in the boat; but sometimes that is not what He wants!  Sometimes He wants us to be brave like Peter, and step out of the boat.

Mary, my husband and I are steppin’ out of the boat and being brave.  Many of those steps came long ago…

and now, we wait expectantly to see what, if anything God will do with this new venture!

At this point, only He knows!

We could be absolute nobodies…in that case we’ll keep doing what we’re doing; except we’ll blog with intention at Christian Home Life and maybe, just maybe influence a small sphere of readers in future years…

Or maybe? We will have to be patient and see…

 I LOVE this blog!  It’s my crazy, random place to be me, to bounce here and there, with rambling thoughts; no rhyme or reason. Thoughts flowing freely

And it will continue to be just that, a place for my rambling thoughts…but Christian Home Life, it will be more intentional, more focused with a purpose.

If you’re interested in learning more, here’s the new blog!

Thank you Kate Motaung (Mo-tay-oong–I think I got it) Holly, Jen and Mary for all your hard work!


One word. 5 minutes. No edits. Linking up with Kate this week. If you’re interested you can get the details here.

Today’s word:  BECAUSE

This worship song is the first thing I thought of when I saw the word for the week.

Because HE lives, I can face tomorrow.

So many friends and family struggling right now, some with cancer, some with marriage difficulties, some on the verge of divorce, some so steeped in sin you can see it on their faces; others with financial difficulties.  We’ve had our share of trials the last few weeks, nothing as significant as others have had, but the little things in life add up and can stress a person out.

My cousins just lost their precious Granny last weekend.  And they lost their Momma a few years ago…

Granny and Aunt Charlotte

(Take many years ago when we all were a lot younger)

but, Because God LIVES.

They don’t have to face this alone.

Because He lives, they can rest in Him.

Granny sure did!  So did Aunt Charlotte!

If we know the Lord as our Savior, WE can rest in Him.  Earlier this week I wrote about fleeing on a horse.

I wasn’t resting in Him.

I wasn’t believing that HE could handle it.

I wasn’t willing to “cast my burden unto Jesus because He cares for me”  (1 Peter 5:7)

But I have new resolve to do just that



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Baby Hold On…Five Minute Friday

I’m linking up with Kate a day late.  The rules are here if you want to join in.  

This week’s word is Hold.


The first thing I thought about was Eddy Money’s song Baby Hold on to Me.  It has been a while since I heard it, so I looked at the lyrics.

Baby hold on to me
Whatever will be, will be
The future is ours to see
So baby hold on to me

Baby, what’s these things
You’ve been sayin’ about me
Behind my back
Is it true you might want a better life
Is it true you think
These things are lies, now
Think about it baby
I’m gonna take you to the top


Hey-ey baby
You know the future’s lookin’ brighter
Every morning’ when I get up
Don’t be thinkin’ ’bout what’s not enough, now baby
Just be thinkin’ ’bout what we got
Think of all my love, now
I’m gonna give you all I got


Oh-oh, rich man, poor man, now
Really don’t mean all that much
Mama’s always told you, girl
That money can’t buy you love

I listened to this song multiple times growing up;  this is the standard of the world then and this was the standard of the world today.

Happy comes from life’s circumstances, not from a constant.  The song is about being happy because of a relationship with a sinful person, not from the Creator of the person.

It is a very turbulent relationship.  Nothing constant, rolling about like the wind, or waves of the sea.


Only if everything’s going well.

Not happy if everything isn’t.

Now, this doesn’t mean I can’t hold on to relationships.  I can.  In fact, God tells me to hold on to my husband.  We made a covenant “til death do us part” but this is not the tightest relationship.  While being committed, exhibiting Christ and the church, we still hold on loosely because we don’t know God’s ultimate plan.

We hold on to our children.  We teach them about life, about God, about relationships.  They grow up and we let go, but not totally.  The relationship changes; but hopefully we still love and respect each other and have a loving adult relationship throughout our lives.

We hold on to friendships.  We nuture, we protect.  We grow.  But again, not too tight

So what do we hold on to?  We hold on to the gospel.  Christ”s life


Christ’s perfect life.  Christ’s suffering.  Christ’s death.  Christ’s resurrection.  And we rejoice that by His grace we are saved.  We hold on to that only constant in our lives.  There are no guarantees.  Death comes, children die.  relationships change.  Ugly happens.  But God…Christ…and the Holy Spirit.  They never change.

Hold on to that.

FMF The word is ready

You know the rules, type 5 minutes, unedited (ok, well maybe a little, teensy, wee bit of editing) on one word that Kate gives us.


A few weeks ago I read a blog post about Meatball Fridays.  This writer wrote about their newest family tradition.  Fixing a big pot of meatballs and sauce and inviting whoever showed up to share it with them.

Now, our family LOVES to have company.

So guess what we started 2 weeks ago?

No, I don’t do meatballs.

But I do spaghetti.

Tonight will be our 2nd Friday Spaghetti (because I don’t do meatballs).

I don’t “entertain”  I put food on the island, usually in the same pot it was cooked in, and serve it buffet style.  I fellowship and have fun and enjoy being with friends.  You won’t ever find fine china on my table, I don’t own any.  In fact, last week, we served spaghetti on styrofoam plates.

3 people, including yours truly, spilled their spaghetti, on the table, on the floor and ourselves.

Note to self:  Spaghetti doesn’t work on styrofoam plates.

This week (because there will only be 3 extra at our table) we’ll used the mismatched everyday plates and real silverware.  Trust me, that rarely happens at our house when there is company. Usually it’s paper and plastic.

And we’ll fellowship.

The house may be a bit messy, but as long as the bathroom has been swished and swiped, before company arrives, I’m ready.

It’s not about a clean house. It’s not even about sauce made from scratch, although most weeks it probably will be.   It’s about spending time together with those people that God has placed in our lives.This is our way to share the love of Christ and to get to know those around us more intimately.

Spaghetti is a messy meal.  Something changes with people when you eat a messy meal together.

We’ll talk, laugh, and enjoy each others company for as long as they want to stay.

If you’re ever in the neighborhood; come on over for messy spaghetti, good food, good times!


Yeah, ok,  My timer went off before my “STOP!” was written.  But the goal is to write, right?

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If you don’t know what FMF (Five Minute Friday) is, click here.

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Relax.  Let Go.  Be Still and know that I am God.  (John G. Elliot)

I have found myself in the place of self pity once again.

Last week.

I was a mess.

You see I had forgotten once again, that God’s mercy is great enough.  Big enough.

The never ending mercy in Christ Jesus.

I’ve been reading You Are Loved with the Good Morning Girls study this summer. This week’s chapter was exactly what I needed.

I needed to be encouraged to refute Satan’s lies.  After all He is the FATHER of lies and he will stop at nothing to bring me down.  He will stop at nothing to bring God’s chosen people down.

Lamentations 3: 23 esv

The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases;[a]
    his mercies never come to an end;
23 they are new every morning;
    great is your faithfulness.

Do you know what that ultimate mercy is?

One definition of mercy includes “a situation that provides relief or prevents something unpleasant from happening.”

The ultimate unpleasantness is eternal damnation.

The ultimate mercy is Christ taking my sin (and yours) upon himself and carrying them to the cross so I (and you) can have eternal life.


Earlier this week I wrote out an index card.  I took a picture of it to post here this morning.

live in God's love

This is my reminder to release myself; to run to him and rest in his mercy.