Quiet – Five Minute Friday on a Sunday

Linking up with Kate Motaung for Five Minute Friday – on a Sunday. A post about the role of “Quiet” in my life has been rolling around in my head for sometime now. Then Kate chose the word for the weekly Five Minute Friday prompt, where we write for five minutes on a word and then publish it, with only minor tweaking.

So, let us…

Begin The Beguine

Quiet – a word describing my house since 7/31 when Rommie moved to heaven. Even when I am watching my Elvis That’s The Way It Is dvd or have music playing on my Kindle, the house is still quiet – still quiet despite the beautiful music.

It is amazing the amount of noise Rommie made even though she was a quiet dog. She did not bark unless there was something I needed to know, such as a squirrel running across her fence, or the neighbor putting a can of wasp spray on the top of his fence, or the neighbor’s across the street getting new furniture delivered.

The only noise as I type this post is the clang, clang, clang of the weathervane that Mom gave me, as somehow it broke. (I must remember to get the duck tape out and fix it.)

There are no more nails clicking across the hardwood floor, or clicking as she ran outside to see what her BFF Jewels was barking at, or clicking as she tap danced because she was getting chicken and rice for dinner.

There is just quiet.

Be still, and know that I am God.

Isaiah 46:10

Oh, this is so very easy to do now God in this empty house.

Stop! In the Name of Love





Five Minute Friday – Weary

Once again, I am hooking up with Kate Motaung for Five Minute Friday.

I was going to write this post next week but Kate forced my hand to write it sooner with her word prompt selection.

Since August I was rear-ended, let go from my job the following week, survived 2 months of therapy, and wrote through the month of October while conducting a job search.

I am weary. 

All those things have taken a toll on me but mostly it’s been the job searching that’s broken my back (figuratively). I should be sharing articles on LinkedIn more, I should be publishing blog posts on LinkedIn but I have no desire to do those things to increase my visibility.

I want to get out more but where?

Where does the weary widow go from here?

“I will refresh the weary and satisfy the faint.”

Jeremiah 31:25

I do not know, so I am taking a break from blogging starting this coming week. Hopefully during this holiday break I will be able to figure out some things and God will restore my soul.

He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
he refreshes my soul.

Psalm 23: 2-3

I have one more post to publish and that is a recommended list of books for your holiday gift list (either for yourself or someone else).

There is a Holiday Help page, in the wine colored menu bar, where I’ve listed some resources and when I come across more, I will add to that page.

But other than that, I am done till sometime next year.

This means even Facebook is going dark. Will only be using it to correspond with my Faithful Finish Lines members, but even that will not be as often.

You can always reach me at the email listed in the sidebar, as I have to keep up with any job search emails.

So Happy Thanksgiving, Happy Hanukkah, Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year my friends and family.

Wishing you a safe, healthy, prosperous and joyous holiday season.

God Bless You.

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.

Matthew 11:28

I’m coming Lord Jesus, I am coming.

Don’t worry folks, God will make lemonade out of this lemon period of my life. He’s done it before and will do it again.



Weekend Wisdom: Five Minute Friday on a Sunday – DANCE!

Hooking up with Kate Motaung for Five Minute Friday. The word is DANCE!

Dance means different things to different people.

For my sister is means ballet, specifically Tchaikovsky’s The Nutcracker, as she worked behind the scenes at the local ballet company’s production when she was a teenager. Yes, by the time the production ended she was sick of the music. I believe even today anything nutcracker related gives her nausea.

For me dance means disco, specifically BeeGees. I burned up the dance floor at several local discos during college. There was one on campus and one off campus.

However, for me dancing now also means worship. I recently worshiped at a Messianic Jewish Temple, where they danced beautifully during the service, some even danced barefoot.

Let them praise his name with dancing and make music to him with timbrel and harp.

Psalm 149:3

It was a wonderful service and we even sang 3 songs that are sung at the church I normally attend.

Wearing a linen ephod, David was dancing before the Lord with all his might,

2nd Samuel 6:14

So don’t just make a joyful noise unto the Lord but get on your saddle shoes, stilettos, or wingtips and dance before the Lord with all your might! The Rabbi even pointed out last week that dancing is not just for women.

So dance like no one is watching and if they are, they are jealous that you are willing to get out there and dance with all your might.

Coming tomorrow – A 5 part series about a story and thoughts I had after reading an article sent to me by a dear friend.