by Jennifer Frisbie | Feb 22, 2015 | Faith, Family, For Girls Like You, Girls, Identity, Tweens
I often wondered what it would be like to enter that time and space before ushering my two oldest girls into their teenage years. “Tweens” as we now call them. When they were babies and toddlers I truly saw those years as being so far off into the future....
by Jennifer Frisbie | Feb 13, 2015 | Confidence, Faith, Family, Foot of the Cross, Grateful
As I was texting a friend earlier this week I was filled with the desire to confess something personal. I had my doubts of whether to just let it go or to go ahead and send it out for her to see. There was an apprehensiveness that I would be putting this newfound...
by Jennifer Frisbie | Dec 5, 2014 | Family, Five Minute Friday, Prayer
This week’s Five Minute Friday prompt is the word dear. What do I hold dear? Such an overwhelming thought. Like trying to fit the size of the universe into something scalable. It just can’t be done. Ann Voskamp’s #1000gifts has taught me that there...
by Jennifer Frisbie | Oct 3, 2014 | Family, write31days
We’ve had multiple tornado warnings this week. A little unusual for October, I might add. But, nevertheless, we’ve spent some time hanging out in the basement of the house. Wyatt was the only one who seemed to be pretty apprehensive about it. His eyes...
by Jennifer Frisbie | Sep 18, 2014 | Family, Five Minute Friday, Kids
This week’s Five Minute Friday prompt is on the word hold. I didn’t have to think long before I remembered those nights in the hospital with each of my four little ones. Daddy asleep in the wee hours of the morning and Mommy having her special moment...
by Jennifer Frisbie | Jul 3, 2014 | Change, Coffee For Your Heart, Encouragement, Faith, Family, Identity, Tell His Story, Three Word Wednesday
Yesterday, I attended a funeral in my home town. It was strange to me, as I hit the ramp to take my exit. Memories tend to bubble up and I have to evaluate whether that is a good thing. Sometimes I want to laugh and smile. Other times I want to cry or block out the...