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The Boy in the Powder Blue Suit…

by Jennifer Frisbie | Jan 19, 2016 | #beautifulstories, Faith, Insecurities, Past

It seems like a lifetime ago. That day my grandpa pulled his blue Ford pickup truck into the parking lot of the Jefferson Street McDonald’s. We often stopped in Jefferson City on our way to and from the Lake. Today was a little unusual, though. We were heading...
A letter I should’ve already written…

A letter I should’ve already written…

by Jennifer Frisbie | Sep 9, 2015 | Faith, God Already Is, Identity, Investing, Past, Prayer, Resolutions

I had this post all ready to go today to talk about my busy summer and how much I loved being home with my kids. I was ready to give you the top four list of what I’ll be writing about now that I’m dusting the blog off after virtually taking the summer...
Getting out of God’s way (burning our securities)…

Getting out of God’s way (burning our securities)…

by Jennifer Frisbie | Feb 10, 2014 | Insecurities, Obedience, Past, Temptation, Trust

“The first step Elisha made toward God was not to follow after Elijah, which represented God’s purpose for his life, but to burn his plows so he had nothing to go back to.” This quote is one of many that I’ve taken from a series of sermons...

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Jennifer Frisbie
Doing life with one amazingly supportive husband and four spirited arrows. Heart for God. Wordsmith. Tea sommelier. Music lover. Enneagram 4, INFJ. IG junkie. Paleo lifestyle for chronic illness. Supporter of sustainable living. I love cozy. I love boots. I love sitting still only long enough to have my hair colored.

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Not long after we moved into this house the stone
Not long after we moved into this house the stone you see here found its way inside. I’m not sure which child hauled it in, but I claimed it and promptly stuck it on the mantle. It’s doubtful any of them know about the Scripture I scribbled across the underside, yet this Ebenezer of sorts serves as a reminder to me that the Lord has always helped us. Even in the many moments I didn’t recognize His hand, He has always been in control. Scared, uncertain, angry, sick to my stomach with regret, mistake-laden, confused, or in plain disagreement with His plan (at first) - I never had to look far for traces of Him. He was there. As time rolls on and the roots of my hair take on the color of wisdom, I recognize His inability to ever leave me - and this is what I’ve learned as I look for these supernatural interferences in my life: there is always someone praying, always someone offering a leg up, always a gift waiting that was never expected, always an outcome that eventually makes complete sense, always a strengthening, always a transformation, always a lesson, always a refining. The Lord never leaves something the way that it was. Never neglects to leave His handprint on a situation - through direct influence or by using another believer. The gist of it? He never. Leaves. Us. Yes - this stone is my tangible reminder that the hand of the Lord will never lift, even in moments where I may lack immediate understanding...He has helped me thus far. I am now so very certain He always will. #thissideofgrace #ebenezer #remember

Redbud season. The fifth season. #nativeflair #mis
Redbud season. The fifth season. #nativeflair #missourioutdoors

Willow is asleep on the living room floor. A fitfu
Willow is asleep on the living room floor. A fitful night, dreaming of white creatures and scary images. She woke her daddy early for prayers and Bible time and then promptly fell asleep again after an hour of comforting words. I’ve tried to rouse her, but she’s sleeping so peacefully. Wyatt is sipping tea and sneezing his way through the April pollen, wrapped tightly in his softest blanket. He shows no signs of hurrying through his routine. Mondays are always our busiest day of school and one I don’t care to waste, but I have to admit that the sunlight streaming through these windows and the pop of purple redbuds just beyond the glass are an invitation to sit for awhile. Schedules can be changed, even when Mom insists that they cannot. Good thing Mom’s not always right. #thissideofgrace

“The greatest investment you could ever give is
“The greatest investment you could ever give is into the hearts of your home.” -September McCarthy I had a conversation Friday morning about how important it is to invest in our homes. It never crossed my mind to write any words or to post any pictures. It was just good, encouraging conversation about the exhausting stages of parenting, but the rewards reaped at the perseverance if we make that investment a priority. It was comical to me to be saying these things to the very person I talked to the day after I quit working outside the home. “What are you going to do with all of that free time,” she’d asked me. I laughed at the time - and without diving into the details of caring for four children and a growing business said “I’m sure I’ll come up with something.” Flash forward six years. That same voice, now with a child of her own, told me how these few short years of parenting on her end made her realize the effects of spending that extra time with her son. The changes she could see in the moments she sacrificed for him - and then watched his love grow deeper and his mind grow stronger. Sometimes it takes the experience to prove the point. We can dismiss advice all day long and even ignore the Spirit’s voice. We have that choice. Or we can lean in to wisdom and to the calling of what it means to raise an arrow. To come to terms with the muscle it requires to draw back on that aim and shoot them far. They’re only ours for a short season. Borrowed gifts to be overseen by our love and devotion. Never do I want to look back and say “I should’ve done more.” Never do I want to say, “I should’ve been there.” I want these years to count more than anything else. #thissideofgrace #raisingarrows


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