Five Minute Friday


July 26, 2013

I see them in the garden, bits of broken fencing in their hands, dirt crusted up underneath their nails. They’re red-faced and sweaty, and oblivious to the late hour. Meanwhile, dinner rolls and boils on the stove. It’s time to shut this day down.

I watch them quiet there in the kitchen, and it’s clear, they are utterly lost. they build and work together, I see one running for more water, another pushes the Tonka truck over with clay in the bed. They scoop ad smooth and dampen and press, together–without squawk or fuss. This is rare, a moment to imbed deep in the folds of my brain.

And my heart.


It doesn’t look like much, just a bunch of broken sticks strung together with old garden twine and clay, but I see something.

“What are you making?” I finally ask them. I’ve left the stove and come out among them with my camera to see this up close.

“It’s a fence” the oldest one assures me. He’s proud of their labor.

The girls circle around me, and my middle-man quietly steps aside. He’s always stepping aside–I urge him back into the frame.

I can smell the summer on these kids, the earth smudged across noses and up legs, streaked across sweaty foreheads and the backs of their arms.

It looked like trash to me, all of those broken wood pieces. They found treasure and created something out of nothing.

I saw all that was broken–they saw what it could become.


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  • Tonya

    Oh yes… “I saw all that was broken – they saw what it could become” And sometimes when I look at myself in my brokenness that is all I can see… and Jesus comes and reminds me of all that I can be… with Him. Thank you for these sweet words friend.

    • Kris Camealy

      Yes, Tonya. So thankful that jesus sees the potential. Praying for his eyes always to see what is underneath. God bless you, my friend.

  • Cheli Armstrong Sigler

    Love it– especially the last line. Thanks for your words! #fmfparty

    • Kris Camealy

      Thanks for reading, Cheli

  • Leigh Kay

    Oh gorgeous-soul-sister…what love. I adore this. I miss you, just so you know. Miss our shared voices together over characters and keys and updates. I am so happy to read the words that pour from you.

    • Kris Camealy

      Missing you too, sweet friend. I pray all is well with you–God bless your weekend!

  • Andi Gould

    I feel like that with my life often. I’m taking, what looks to others as, a pile of trash and trying to turn it into beauty. And every time God sees it as beautiful! Thank you for your words tonight. Happy Friday, friend!

    • Kris Camealy

      I love how God does that–resurrection, new life for what we thought was a throw-away. Such grace! God bless you, Andi.

  • Laura @ Pruning Princesses

    I love how you capture the creative moments that children create–how they spend hours with sticks and create fences or horse stables or fairy kingdoms. And in those moments they don’t stop to fight and we do want to cement it in our brain.

    • Kris Camealy

      Indeed. Thanks, Laura for reading and encouraging me, blessings to you!

  • Tammy Perlmutter

    I never want to lose that gift of seeing what something could become, which explains my massive collection of found treasures from all over the country that one day, I will make into a work of art.

    • Kris Camealy

      I can’t wait to see that work of art, Tammy. I know it will be amazing. I miss you–we need to catch up. XO

  • Ingrid Lochamire

    Beautiful picture of the gift of children. You want to freeze the moment. They grow up all too fast — and go on to build real fences. Thanks for capturing this moment.

    • Kris Camealy

      Thanks for reading and encouraging, Ingrid. So grateful for you!

  • Emily

    Beautiful picture of what broken can become if we look for it.

    • Kris Camealy

      thanks, Emily. My kids continually teach me to open my eyes. What a gift.

  • Rebekah Straw

    Such a beautiful word picture. Children have so much to teach us if we will only listen!

    • Gretchen Louise

      I love seeing you pop up on my friends’ blogs, cousin. 😉

      • Kris Camealy

        ah, you’re family? Awesome. :)

        • Gretchen Louise

          I like to think I was the reason Rebekah started doing Five Minute Friday…or at least remembered to do it while she was at my house earlier this summer. 😉

          • Rebekah Straw

            You were a big part of it, yes. 😉

    • Kris Camealy

      yes! I am constantly learning from them! Thanks for reading, Rebekah.

  • christie elkins.

    Gosh I love reading your work! I feel like I am “there” in the midst. Beautiful!

    • Kris Camealy

      Oh Christie. You are always so sweet to me. You do not know how grateful I am for your encouragement!! What a gift you are.

  • Give Peas A Chance Blog

    beautiful FMF post!! love FMF!

    • Kris Camealy


  • Tresta Payne

    I love it. I love the creativity and your enjoyment of it and I love your middle-man trying to hide – so much like mine.

    • Kris Camealy

      Thanks, Tresta. You bless me, kind friend.

  • Amy Tilson

    Beautiful, Kris! Takes me back and forward all at the same time. Broken can be exactly right at times.

    • Kris Camealy

      Yes, sometimes broken is *exactly* right. I’m learning to embrace this more. blessings, sweet Amy! XO

  • Gretchen Louise

    Oh I love this! Sounds just like my little ones.

    • Kris Camealy

      :) I am sure so many Moms can relate. it’s such fun to watch them interact like that!

  • Kimberlee Conway Ireton

    Beautiful, Kris! That last line especially–wow.

    • Kris Camealy

      Thanks, Kimberlee. So lovely to see you here.

  • Laura Hedgecock

    Beautiful post and insight. Love it!

    Laura Hedgecock

  • Carol Hulin

    I like the last line too: “I saw all that was broken – they saw what it could become”. We (I) so need to see things from a child’s perspective. Thank you for this….