Satisfying The Craving

Your Life Coaching Moment


What are you craving right now?

Seriously, stop just for a second and allow this thought to run wild through your mind.

As this term was introduced to me, I immediately had a flashback running head on into my pregnancy days. Although it was impossible to see my feet over my growing stomach back then, I could see a full bowl of green beans (child #1) or pickles (child #2) or a glass of freshly crushed ice (child #3) and feel relief to my burning need for fulfillment deep inside. Pregnancy cravings a real! Momma’s out there, you get this!

Now that my three boys are older and moving around outside of my trying-to-get-back-into-shape mommy belly, they crave too. The phrase most uttered in our house is simply, “Mom, I’m so hungry!” And I’ve heard from other brave mom’s raising boys this craving for food that cycles every hour or so is just the beginning.

Sam’s Club, I feel we will be getting to know one another very well in my close future.

With food related issues pushed to the side, can I ask you a more personal question? In your life, what are you craving the most right now? What is that burning need that you need filled?

Don’t just answer the typical Sunday School way out either. “I crave God” isn’t what I’m looking for. What is one of the most central, burning need in your life that you are desperate to see filled?

Maybe you have tried hard to meet this craving in other ways and nothing seems to work.

Maybe you have honestly given-up on really ever being satisfied  by the craving you have for love, significance, relationships, respect, safety, or community (just to name a few).

Maybe you stopped searching for a way to feed this craving so long ago, you no longer really feel anything inside.

Maybe, if you were honest, you don’t want to see life differently, or feel this emptiness of a craving not met because it breaks you to the core. Brokenness is a place few actually journey through because it is more than just the result of life circumstances. Brokenness is the humbling reality that you have a craving so deep that nothing in this world can possibly satisfy the longing inside of you. Brokenness requires a change of life leadership.

You want your craving filled?

Be willing to become broken. I’m actually pretty gifted at breaking things – just like my craving offsprings. However, becoming broken is not something I can do. In fact, it’s not something anyone of us can do. Think about it – how can you break yourself? Ready for a big dose of reality? There is nothing satan would like more than for us to believe we must keep it altogether. We actually do a great job at this on a daily basis. We hide our real cravings so deep inside because what would others think if they knew we couldn’t hold ourselves together? Think about it – when was the last time you honestly asked someone how they were doing and stuck around long enough to probe beneath the standard “ok” response? We don’t. We don’t expect others to share and when they do, we have no clue how to respond without offering self-help advice. Becoming broken admits that we can’t make it through this life without God. God is more than the glue that holds us together. God is the only cure for our craving and a relationship that changes us from the inside-out. Are you allowing Him to break you?

Be willing to admit your craving cannot be met by your own attempts at satisfaction. Yes, this is honestly where I get stuck, a lot. The truth is, if I admit I can’t provide for myself, I must really trust in God to meet this already empty and damaged part of my life. This means I must let go of my control. This requires faith and trust in God and essentially trusting God enough to allow others to walk into our lives through Christ and fill these needs. This takes time – God’s timing is always perfect. Pace yourself.

Be willing to let God see and explore your deepest cravings in life with you (this is a lifelong journey of sanctification. What in the world is sanctification? It is the amazing changing of us to be more like God. In other words, it is the wooing of God bringing you to Himself, transforming your craving into His message of providence and grace. So many times I struggle thinking I need God to take me to a certain goal or end point (make me feel loved, help me with my anger, teach me to slow down). But a true, authentic walk with God has no beginning (remember, He knew you way before you knew Him). And our journey with Him has no end if we are called His children and have accepted His salvation. So, let’s quit making this journey all about God meeting goals. Start by just giving Him your cravings and let Him take it from there – just make sure you record your journey!

Be willing to walk with others through this life of so many unique cravings that really lead back to one, amazing Abba Father. God created us to be in relationship with Him and others. How are you doing in this area? Is this a craving you would like Him to meet?

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So, what are you really craving today? There is no need too great that God cannot handle. It’s time to embrace the beauty in our brokenness and crave meeting Him in our desperate place.

God, I have cravings.

Break me.

Meet me.

Change me.

Walk with me. 

“I Am the God who made the world and everything in it. Since I Am Lord of heaven and earth, I do not live in man-made temples, and human hands can’t serve My needs—for Bethany, I have no needs. I give life and breath to everything, and I satisfy every need. Bethany, My purpose was for (you) the nations to seek after Me and perhaps feel (your) their way toward Me and find Me–though I am not far from (you, Bethany) any one of you. For Bethany, in Me you live and move and exist. As some of your own poets have said, ‘We are his offspring.’ (Acts of the Apostles 17:24, 25, 27, 28 NLT)

Dare to do more than just survive, stand out and THRIVE!
This post is a 5 Minute Friday entry on the word: CRAVE. Indeed, writing does wonders for my soul. I hope you enjoyed the change of view here! Would you like to join me? Find more information here: http://katemotaung.com/five-minute-friday/

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Want to grab Bethany’s new book: “UnMasked: The Journey from Surviving to Thriving”? You are invited to order a signed copy right here!

You can order the “Final” copy and the “Limited Edition” special copy HERE.

 

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This post is part of the 5 Minute Friday Challenge. Find more about the challenge and meet a great community of bloggers who take on a prompt and blog for 5 minutes each Friday. (And if you join the challenge, let me know!).

Happiness Is Overrated

It was the evening that completely changed my life. 

It was a normal day. I woke-up, greeted my parents. Made my breakfast and prepared for a long workday. My dad would spend his morning looking endlessly out our front window as if he was expecting more than just an average day. 

I like normal days. 

Don’t give me surprises. 

Don’t keep my hopes up and then shatter my happiness.

No, I’m fine with just doing my part and shuffling through.

My dad always longed for more. He saw more in everyone he met. His look would search your heart in such a way that would leave you questioning, “Is there something missing in my life?” 

I just never had time to wrestle with these thoughts. I had a job. People needed me. My routine kept me going.

My day at work was the same as every other. I put in my time. I worked hard, received my wages and couldn’t wait to simply return home. I wanted nothing more than to simply slip my shoes off, immerse into a bubble bath and wash my cares away. My home was my resting place. 

As I made the turn towards our house that evening, my chest rumbled with the repeated thud of a repeating base beat. The music was so incredibly loud, I couldn’t wait to return to my quiet abode of solitude. 

Oh was I wrong.

Instead of the music softening, the closer I came to our house, the louder the music became. My heart sank. Something was off.

Balloons, confetti, banners and gifts flooded our driveway. I quickly recalled the date – 

Dad’s birthday is still a few months say…

My birthday was a few weeks ago…

Perhaps this was a surprise gathering to celebrate a belated birthday on my behalf? Sure, I’ll take it!

Before I could even reach the front door, a friend of mine exclaimed, “You aren’t going to believe this! Your brother is home! Your dad throws the best parties ever! Come on in!” 

I just stood there stunned. 

I couldn’t feel my hands. I could barely breathe. My mind just froze. I felt invisible. I felt unloved. 

My brother had taken his inheritance and just moved away. He didn’t bother staying with us to help support our family. I honestly thought he was dead. I had dealt with this change years ago, moved past it and was finally back on a routine again. Now this? 

All of those mornings my dad was watching endlessly out the window for him to return. Why couldn’t he look that way at me? Why can’t he throw a simple party like this for me and my friends? 

I’ve worked so hard.

I’ve never left him.

I deserve more.

He doesn’t love me as much as my brother. 

And as I sat on the ground, processing these events, I felt my dad’s hand on my shoulder. I immediately pushed it away. I couldn’t even make eye contact. 

“Come in and enjoy yourbrother’s homecoming!” he pleaded. 

I opened my heart to him at that moment like never before. I shared with him my disappointment and my hurt that I had his down deep. I simply wanted him to say he as sorry. Possibly schedule my party for next month? 

But instead, he left me with this: 

…”Look, dear son, you have always stayed by me, and everything I have is yours. We had to celebrate this HAPPY day. For your brother was dead and has come back to life! He was lost, but now he is found!’””

‭‭Luke‬ ‭15:31-32‬ ‭NLT‬‬

It was this very day that I realized how lost I was in my own mind. All of my life I considered happiness to be playing it safe, continually being in control of my life and staying away from choices that could end in my heartbreak. 

It was that day that I realized happiness is determined by the way we view our circumstances. Joy in all circumstances comes from God. 


That day I decided I was tired of simply surviving through life. I looked into the eyes of my Heavenly Father and I knew I wanted more. I knew He was more. Just as my father endlessly searched for my brother, my Heavenly Father has been calling for me. I just missed it, trapped in my routine, afraid to try anything different and especially open my heart to others.

That day I ended my life as a survivor. I began to thrive in Christ – one new step at a time. 

How are you viewing the world around you? 

Dare to do more than just survive, stand out and THRIVE
This post ia a 5 Minute Friday entrry on the word: HAPPY. Indeed, writing does wonders for my soul. I hope you enjoyed the change of view here! Would you like to join me? Find more information here: http://katemotaung.com/five-minute-friday/ 

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Want to grab Bethany’s new book: “UnMasked: The Journey from Surviving to Thriving”? You are invited to order a signed copy right here!

You can order the “Final” copy and the “Limited Edition” special copy HERE.

 

Would you like to receive personal email updates from me and grab a FREE Survivor To Thriver ebook? My special newsletter features coaching availability and discounts, upcoming speaking opportunities and updates regarding my book release! To join, simply sign-up here! The best part is, it allows you to have a personal one-on-one connection with me through email. Feel free to reply to any of the newsletters you receive! You will always get a response from my end! 

This post is part of the 5 Minute Friday Challenge. Find more about the challenge and meet a great community of bloggers who take on a prompt and blog for 5 minutes each Friday. (And if you join the challenge, let me know!).

Your Hidden Gift

I was a teenager alone in a dark bedroom with a flashlight and a pen. There was a fire burning deep within my soul to put my words and my thoughts to paper. In a quiet house filled with sleeping minds, my thoughts were set ablaze and absolutely nothing could get in my way.

Except for the lack of paper. Come to think of it, not much in my life has changed in that regard.

It was at my little white desk under my flashlight and the glow of the moon that I would write letters of encouragement to those around me. The second my pen made contact with paper, my heart pounded and I felt a rush of relief. I truly felt called to write these words to those God had placed in my life. I even saved up money to purchase stamps and envelopes to ensure delivery.

Thank God for email. Free. Fast and reliable in most cases. Cure for my soul indeed (and my constant search for paper).

Yet, it seemed so astonishing to me to see that “encouragement” was among my top spiritual gifts. You see, I completed the assessment and thought, “I understand my other gifts, but how is encouragement really a gift? Isn’t it just normal to want to encourage others?”

It is normal to WANT to encourage others.

It’s a completely different reality to lose sleep unless you write an encouraging note to someone you know needs it the most.

I have the gift of encouragement and honestly, I never really knew it until just over a year of so ago. Since that time, I feel the urge to email or dare I even say snail mail a card with fancy paper – and I literally feel God’s love in such an amazing way. Now I know that God formed me with this gift in mind. Every single time I feel it just bursting inside of me, I fall in love with the Gift Giver.

God is good like that. His timing is always perfect.


If you do not know what your spiritual gifts are, perhaps it’s time to take the brave first step and take an assessment. I love using assessments with my clients and really enjoy the moment when the dots connect for them. Their voice gets all excited and they just can’t quit smiling.

“God was doing that all along and here I thought I was just strange” one client told me. I smiled and responded, “Our gifts are never hidden from God, but remain undiscovered until we decide to find Him in these areas of our lives.”

When you find God in your giftedness, be prepared to experience Him in an entirely new way. Yes, it gets personal, real and completely amazing. There is no limit what God can do through you – unless, you choose to leave your gift hidden.

This post was my first 5 Minute Friday entry in a very long time. Indeed, writing does wonders for my soul. Would you like to join me? Find more information here: http://katemotaung.com/five-minute-friday/ 

#UnMaskedBook Launch Team

A Note About TRUST And Your Invitation!

My finger just stopped. The mouse cursor taunted me as it hoovered over the “Post” button. Honestly, this was not that difficult of a task to complete, but my heart rate proved otherwise.

Trust is not a noun, it’s a verb.

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I was about to share the first two chapters of my book with a group of friends. Up to this point, this book project seemed to be a great idea.

I wrote.

I re-wrote.

I edited.

I critiqued.

I rewrote more.

But in order for this project to become a book, “I” had to become “we.” 

“We” requires trust.

“We” requires action.

Inviting others into our dream requires a faith like never before. It requires a deep sense of peace, knowing that God has this process in His control. That is trust. I’ve had to rely on God in brand new, extremely uncomfortable ways throughout this group editing, professional editing and formatting process. I had to remind myself that this was His timing and His way (believe me, I would have done things much differently).

Here we are, just a few weeks until “UnMasked: The Journey from Surviving to Thriving” releases. Trusting God more as I take this step out into the world of published authors.

But I don’t want to take this step alone. 

“I” needs to become “we.” 

Will you be part of my “we”? 

I love this quote:

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I see us going father, together.

 

To join the UnMasked Launch Team, simply click HERE to ask to join the Facebook group. You will help share graphics and media on your social networks during the month of November. You will also get to see the first three chapters on the UnMasked book (will be shared later) and insights into the book writing process from myself. I look forward to seeing you here!

I wrote UnMasked because the more I speak, write
and coach, God brings others into my life that seek freedom.
They desperately want to know how they can tap into the feeling

of letting go of what others think of them and experience really
living in the moment.

How would your life be different without
the negative, self-doubting lies that tend to define your
possibilities?

What does it really look like to trust God wholeheartedly
and see beauty in the very person He created us to be?


After living for many years behind my mask, I finally cracked
its grip through believing in God’s Promises – a constant battle
that continues even today. UnMasked is just a
glimpse at my journey from surviving to thriving. I share my journey through managing a life with disabilities, battling brain cancer, becoming a wife and mom of three boys and my quest to find God’s purpose. When you take
off your mask, you are vulnerable and so far from perfect, yet
free and completely filled with His purpose. I want others to
experience this divine love our Abba has for His children,
unmasked and fully His.

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Your Invitation: Shoulder To Shoulder

Having a view here – riding on Abba’s shoulders – is nothing short of a miracle for me. To simply have an opportunity to share my words and His gentle whispers is a dream come true. But therein lies a slight controversy…

Simply enjoying the view is too comfortable. 

No, this community is much more than His Words just impacting my life.

You see, 2014 taught me that so many of us walk shoulder to shoulder with living testimonies each and everyday. Yet, often times we miss the opportunity to invite others into our God-given spaces. Our places of influence. Our homes. Our online ministries. His ministry. Are we not riding on His shoulders together – just with different views, different experiences and amazing stories?

As iron sharpens iron, so one person sharpens another. (‭Proverbs‬ ‭27‬:‭17‬ NIV)

Our hearts always need softening and our writing pens always need sharpening.

Welcome to a new guest-post series I am starting to encourage open-sharing with all writers (whether you have a blog or not). If God has impacted your life in a way that has changed you from the inside-out, I would love to celebrate with you! Here is my invitation to share your story. By sharing your words, you will sharpen the faith of others you may never meet. That, my friend, is a welcomed treasure.

[tweetthis url=”http://www.bethanyboring.com/shoulder-to-shoulder”]Here is your personal invitation to guest post here Riding On Abba’s Shoulders[/tweetthis]

Posts will be added as I receive your stories (for my readers, I will only share up to three posts per week and this series will be incorporated into one of these sharing opportunities as available). This will be an ongoing invitation for you to share, be encouraged, find connections and rest in His Word. Yes friend, you are always welcome here.

As bloggers, our platform is a gift that can easily be taken away.

[tweetthis]Never let your ego get in the way of His message.[/tweetthis]

It’s time to welcome others into the conversation.

Welcome to a space God has given me to use for His glory. I’m so glad you can be a part of it!

A Door To Adore

A little over 9 months ago, just after our youngest turned 1, I received a gift from a friend. In her card to me she wrote:

Bethany, I believe the words you write will open the door for many to experience God for the first time.

Inside the card was this blog template and my writing space for the next three years.

Don’t even think for a second that I dropped everything and immediately rearranged my schedule to take on this gift. Oh no. For many weeks the card sat on my dresser. Visibly present; physically untouched.

You see, I wasn’t sure how public I wanted these heart-carved words of mine to appear. All I could see was a  very public open door, not Who I needed to adore.

As bloggers, writers and Christians, we do what we do for God only. We put our best on the line for His glory. But sometimes, we can get our efforts twisted around just a bit. We must adore God with our humble offering first. We are true to the unique design that He molded deep within us first – no cookie-cutters allowed.

To my beloved readers and encouragers – I love you, but God is in control of this online space. Expect the unexpected. May you find this door an easy avenue to adore Him on a personal level. 

Where is your door? Where are you leading people using the treasures you have been given?

You are a door to adore Him. Stay open long enough to allow visitors to pass through your words to His Word.

[tweetthis]You are a door to adore Him. Stay open to allow visitors to pass through your words to His Word.[/tweetthis]

This will be my last post for 2014 and what an incredible year this has been! God is opening up doors for writing and speaking that I simply never could have imagined. From our family to yours, Merry Christmas and thank you for celebrating a new beginning with us!

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Consider This As My 2 Week Notice

Dear Family,

 

[tweetthis]As of this hour, Christmas is just 2 weeks away. This is my 2 week’s notice.[/tweetthis]

 

 

As of this hour, Christmas is just 2 weeks away. To you three, my dearly loved children, I know this still seems like an eternity of waiting. To my amazing husband, yes, it really is only 2 weeks away…hint, hint.

The next few days, you will see me doing many activities in and around our nicely decorated home. I will be baking several dozen Christmas cookies for teachers gifts, cookie exchanges, neighbors and friends. You may not eat these finished products. You may not lick the mixer, the bowl or the drops that may have splattered into the counter tops. Yes, I love you too. But seriously, no.

I will be making a Christmas Eve and Christmas Day meal list. Just because you never had this dish prepared before does not mean it isn’t worth trying. Can you imagine if your birthday was celebrated the same exact way every year? I think Jesus us perfectly content with us changing things up a bit.

And to my kids, I purchased two stickings for mommy and daddy this year. We decided we have been really good and Santa should share a bit of love with us in this way this Christmas too. Do not move our stockings. They make me smile. Yes, I love you too. Don’t move mommy’s stockings.

The reason I prepare these things is so that we can welcome Jesus into our traditions and into our home each year. I get so excited when I think of what God is doing in each of your lives. I love you and I can’t wait to celebrate Jesus’ birthday as a family in a few short weeks.

But seriously, no more climbing the Christmas Tree. You have been warned.

Just consider this as my 2 week notice.

 

Love you,

Mom

 

Dear Christmas Tree

Background: The story behind this spontaneous humorous reality for our family this year is quite simple. A few years ago, a neighbor gave us his old tree to use after Christmas. We now believe they didn’t want to figure out how to put the tree away. He admitted it was old. I believe the box said it was purchased in 1982…maybe 1987 (hard to tell really). This is the first year we have been able to use it at our new place. Last year we couldn’t even find the box after moving-in one week until Christmas. So, we knew this year would probably be our last, yet first Christmas with our beloved, old free tree. And here we go…


Dear Christmas Tree

Dear Christmas tree,

You old yet pretty thing,

I know what you are thinking.

 

Dear Christmas tree,

That we got for free,

I’m sorry your time is ending.

 

You came to us, so big and full,

Our youngest climbs and wants to pull,

Your limbs now sag down to the floor,

Few branches can hold ornaments anymore.

 

The star sits tilted, we pray it stays tight,

Hoping you don’t catch fire from the crackling Christmas lights,

I heard you groan as my kids ran inside,

They made ornaments and that glue never dries.

 

Dear Christmas tree,

You old yet pretty thing,

I know what you are thinking.

 

Dear Christmas tree,

That we got for free,

I’m sorry your time is ending.

 

I swept up a few needles you dropped today,

For a plastic tree, that’s “not good” they say,

Please, dear free tree, you can seize victory,

Hang-on a little longer to our memories.

 

Yoû hold treasures so meaningful and true,

They fill you up and they fill us up too,

You may be old, free and used,

But to our family, you are brand new.

 

Dear Christmas tree,

You old yet pretty thing,

I know what you are thinking.

 

Dear Christmas tree,

That we got for free,

I’m sorry your time is ending.

 

For you light-up our darkness and our smiles,

You make our kids simply cuddle for a while,

And on the coming Christmas morn,

You will grow our memories even more.

 

So, dig deep into your plastic roots dear tree,

Hold those ornaments with honor for our family,

You may not think you are perfect, but remember this,

We call your ours and just right for our Christmas.

 

[tweetthis]Dear Christmas tree, You old yet pretty thing, I know what you are thinking. [/tweetthis]

[tweetthis]Dear Christmas tree, That we got for free, I’m sorry your time is ending.[/tweetthis]

 

 

You Give Me

You Give Me

Humbly I come to the end of me once again,

The world often wants more than I can give,

I feel completely dry in this deserted land,

God I need a rejuvenating touch from Your hand.

 

For in You I find the strength to be,

Just the Child You called me,

Curling up in Your arms and secure in Your hands,

Abba you give me all I need to stand.

 

I need to come before You and confess,

I struggle being needed and making my best yes,

I know before I face the world I need to face You,

Yet I somehow believe I can give enough to get through.

 

For in You I find the strength to be,

Just the Child You called me,

Curling up in Your arms and secure in Your hands,

Abba you give me all I need to stand.

 

Before I give, Abba fill me,

Before I give, Abba lift me up,

Before I give, Abba consume me,

Before I give, Abba search all of my thoughts

 

For in You I find the strength to be,

Just the Child You called me,

Curling up in Your arms and secure in Your hands,

Abba you give me all I need to stand.

 

Humbly on my knees,

And filled with Your love,

I stand.

 

[tweetthis]Curling up in Your arms and secure in Your hands, Abba you give me all I need to stand. [/tweetthis]

5 Minute Friday is a weekly challenge for bloggers to write for (you guessed it) 5 minutes on a given word. No editing. No deleting (it’s HARD!). If you would like to join me and other amazing 5 minute freewriting friends, please visit Kate’s blog and linkup!

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I believe we have a silent epidemic going on worldwide that is claiming the fullness of life from most everyone alive. It does not cause death of the flesh, but ends hope, crushes dreams and pushes us to settle for being “average.”

It’s the plague of being un-noticed. It’s the silent hunger for worth and value by anyone that can see something in us worth treasuring.

But never fear! There is a cure! A reality that everyone on this planet has been uniquely wired by God for an amazing purpose. The reality that you and I, if we were honest, have unfulfilled dreams tucked away in the far corners of our heart, wishing for a someday to form roots and grow fruit. The reality that our current place in this world leaves us dry, tired and completely meaningless.

What if someone, anyone noticed your God-given inner-wiring?

What if a “crazy little monkey” interrupted your escape from “taking your place” in this very life that God created you to live? (Tribute to The Lion King)

Can I be that Rapheeki voice you may need to hear tonight friend?

Come closer and let me remind you, dear child, that you too have a Father and He is very much alive. Your dreams are not meant to stay in your imagination for He placed a passion in your heart for a reason.[tweetthis]You are His dream turned into reality.[/tweetthis]. Don’t waste your gift dear friend. I give you permission to look deeper, search harder into those guarded dreams of your heart and find your Abba writing His story through you. I give you permission to chase after your dreams.

As many of you know, I love inserting my name into His promises. Feel free to replace my name with yours tonight friends –

For I know the plans I have for you Bethany,” says the LORD. “They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope…Bethany, if you look for me wholeheartedly, you will find me. (Jeremiah 29:11, 13 NLT)

 

You have been noticed. Now, go notice Him at work in you.

 

5 Minute Friday is a weekly challenge for bloggers to write for (you guessed it) 5 minutes on a given word. No editing. No deleting (it’s HARD!). If you would like to join me and other amazing 5 minute freewriting friends, please visit Kate’s blog and linkup!