“Call 9-1-1!” (FmF)

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Linking up with Lisa Jo Baker at Five minute Friday. Prompt: Fly

“Ma’am, this is the 9-1-1 operator. Is everything alright there?”

“Yes,” I answered immediately. “I don’t understand.”

“I’m just checking on a call I received from this location.”

“Operator, you’re mistaken. I’m sitting down watching television with my two children. Nothing is wrong here.”

“I’m sorry Ma’am but about ten minutes ago we received a call from a young child around six years old who called from this number.”

I looked over at my daughter, “Jessie did you call 9-1-1?”

With her brown eyes widening she nodded her head.

“I’ll take care of this right away operator. I’m very sorry. It will never happen again.”

I marched Jessie into the bathroom and she received one swat on her bottom. Then I asked. I know wrong order. “Why would you do something like that?”

“I had to, Mom. Nathan was in the bathroom. And he started coughin’ and he said, Jess, call 9-1-1 quick. I swallowed a fly!”

I hugged my life-saving daughter and went looking for her 12 year old brother.

And years later, on his wedding day, guess what story I shared?

That’s the Truth (FmF)

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Just linking up with Lisa Jo Baker for Five minute Friday. Word prompt: truth

God sees you crumpled up by life.

Gently, he picks you up, smoothing out creases. He holds you like a child holds a caterpillar.

He saw the way you were hurt. And when you cried, his tears mingled with yours.

The day you felt alone, you were wrong. He was there.

No whimper went unnoticed by the one who sees each sparrow fall.

But the silence felt so overwhelming. And when the lies came they were easy to swallow.

To believe God doesn’t care. That no one cares.

To believe you are unimportant, worthless. But I know the truth.

John 15:13 “Greater love has no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.”

The lie is you don’t matter.

The truth is – God loves you so much he gave his most prized possession to redeem you. So that one day you can live with him forever.

The lie is you’re useless.

The truth is – He has plans for you that you don’t know yet.

The lie is you’re worthless.

The truth is – when you believe what Jesus did, you become God’s child.

The lies try to silence the truth. But it’s there. Always there, waiting for us to acknowledge it.

This is the truth: God loves you.

He was there when you were formed in your mother’s womb. He fashioned every part of you.

Hold onto the truth. And when the lies rush at you like relentless waves, remember what’s true.

And rest. For the Father loves you.

And that’s the truth.

Where I First Met Grace (FmF)

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Photo courtesy of Barb Utley.

Linking up with Lisa Jo Baker for another Five minute Friday. Prompt is grace.

I still remember the day.

I walked through the gangway, around the back of the brick bungalow and opened the basement door.

Inside the smoke-filled room I saw long tables set up with scraps of paper and Bibles piled on the end. There were bowls of pretzels and twenty-year-olds sitting around crunching. The aroma of coffee filled the room.

Then Lois Peterson, a woman with long dangling earrings sat down on a stool and started talking. She instructed us where to turn in our Bibles. She assigned verses to those who raised their hands.

I felt a warmth I never felt before.

Lois talked about God like she knew him. I mean personally knew him. Her blue eyes sparkled as she told us we could know we were going to heaven.

Lois said God loved us so much he sent his Son to die for us. That when Jesus died on the cross he shed blood. And because he never sinned it was perfect blood. The only thing that could take care of our sin.

Lois called salvation a gift—something we couldn’t work for. Because if we earned it, then it would no longer be a gift.

And she said it was because of God’s grace that Jesus died. All because of grace.

It was the first time I had heard the word. I had heard about Jesus dying before, I didn’t realize how it personally affected me.

What Lois talked about wasn’t something I could do, it was something God had done.

She explained when Jesus said, “It is finished” when he was on the cross, he was talking about the payment for our sins, for my sins. That it was his blood that washed them away.

And I was hungry for this thing called grace.

I knew I was a sinner. I lived with me.

I wanted what she offered. I opened my heart and believed it.

I accepted God’s gift, Jesus.

And that’s where I met grace.