Take Five

I sat in line yesterday at the drive through window waiting to order a Coke. The day at work had been horrendous. Trevor needed me to pick him up from his voice lesson. After crying behind my closed office door, trying to muddle through the biggest of the stack of problems that I have encountered in this property take-over, I left the office early to pick up my son.

My "To Do List" started running through my mind as I drove from the music studio with Trevor when I thought we'd get a drink. Calculating every minute of this busy day, I brought five minutes in the Whataburger drive through line into the equation. Three cars were ahead, one of which was a van full of passengers. So, I sat in the line long enough to see that the minutes were going to stretch way beyond my five minute allowance, when I decided to leave and go to the McDonald's a block away. As I sat in the next line for five minutes I began to think my time. Hmmm, MY time, well, there isn't much MY time these days. I just began thinking in general terms about "time."

Five minutes. I'm spending five minutes waiting in a line. Five minutes would get me a few blocks closer to my office again. Five minutes sitting in a line, waiting, trying to be patient. What I really need in my life right now is five minutes with my God. Now that's a valuable five!

Time is our time. No matter how we spend it. It holds value, and it needs balance. There is an equation to the time we spend, and if it is out of balance then our lives get out of balance.

I thought about the Hollywood phrase, "Take Five." I think it's time throughout my day to "Take Five." Take Five to go outside and breath the fresh air. Take Five in my office behind that closed door on my knees with my Lord. Take Five, not to sleep five minutes longer in the morning, but to sit by my sleeping child before waking him for his day and soak in the silence of the morning.

As usual, with five boys in my house at this time, I'm about five hours too late to participate in the scholarship contest through, She Speaks Proverbs 31 Ministry. I just read about the contest at, strangely, 5 A.M. this morning! I'm praying for grace though, in hopes that I may still be considered in the contest and it didn't end at midnight on Friday, March 27th. The link to enter is still open!

You can view the She Speak Conference website here: http://www.shespeaksconference.com/

and you can enter for the scholarship at: http://www.lysaterkeurst.blogspot.com/search?q=she+speaks+contest+for+bloggers+march+2009

I had a small children's table in my bedroom while growing up. It had bright green chairs and big flowers on the table top. I would sit at that table with my Big Chief Tablet, and write stories and draw pictures. My parents were divorced when I was five, and I clearly remember sitting at that table and God telling me to write about my sadness, draw a picture of my tears. In a plastic box in the attic is a drawing of a broken five year old little girl. He led me on the journey of writing and sketching my heart on paper in words many years ago.

My life has been a journey. I prayed for God to give me a testimony that I could share with others, to show others just how great He is. What I didn't realize at the time was my testimony had been building my entire life.

Perhaps through She Speaks and Proverbs 31 Ministry, I'll have that chance to share my story. Certainly, through God, the vision that he gave this blond haired five year old girl will come to fruition one day.