Five Minute Friday


January 18, 2013

It’s Friday–iIt’s time to let our hair down a little and let loose a few pent up words. Around here, on Fridays, we write for just five brief minutes. That’s it. No more than that. Skip the red-pen editing, and let the words be as the are. Then, take that brave step and share them over HERE, with other word weavers. Lisa-Jo is our hostess, she chooses the prompt. Will you join us?

Today, it’s Cherished.

He smiles as he walks in the door, I can see that he’s tired but he puts a good face on for us, this wild rambunctious band of boisterous souls. I’m at the stove and the kids are everywhere. He steps over the dog and the clothes and the Christmas decorations still out–waiting to be stashed away.

He acts as if he doesn’t see any of the mess, while I wring my hands about all the things I didn’t get done today.
I wonder how he can act as if he doesn’t see. I see everything and can’t hush about my failed accomplishments of the last 12 hours, while he just sits and smiles.

I can feel his warmth and the living evidence of his adoration that all clamor for his attention. We’ve managed with so much grace, to build this family, this life–all by God’s merciful and good hand and very little of our own doing.

He provides and we curl into each other on the couch, tired, full–cherished by each other.
He’s home and whatever the day has become, the edges start to blur when he is finally here. My other half, my better half. 

By the time the dinner is done and the children have been tucked, it’s just us. Just for a bit. We’re bone-tired and we laugh a little about how early the morning comes, and I wonder out loud to him, how we ever survived those short baby-waking nights not too long ago.

He reminds me that it was all grace and he’s right. All of this is. It’s not by our own hands, but rather we live the life of children cherished by a God so big, who steadily teaches us daily how to love each other well.

I fold into bed, the morning will come so quickly. The wilds of the next day come with the sunrise. He’s beside me, and together we face this cherished life.


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  • renee baude

    Oh my–the way you describe walking through your house–it could be mine! So glad the you feel cherished–and embrace the wonderful life we have been given.

    Be Blessed.

    • Kris Camealy

      Renee, so thankful my house isn’t the only one that looks a bit out of shape by 6PM 😉 Thanks for your kind words!

  • Crystal

    I adore this little glimpse into your life. What sweetness and love – and yes, it is only and always only by grace that we survive those sleepless nights and the chaos of the day.

    • Kris Camealy

      Only and ever grace- amen. LOVE you.

  • Mia

    Hi Kris
    What an adorable Hubbie you have looking past all today’s mistakes and hiccups. Priceless!! Cherish him, dear one! Nice meeting you at FMF with such beautiful words.

    • Kris Camealy

      Mia, he is indeed an adorable blessing. Thanks for stopping by today. I am so grateful.

  • Richelle Wright

    this is sweet!

    • Kris Camealy

      😉 Thanks, friend!

  • Sarah

    Felt a little like I was sitting and observing at your kitchen table :) Oh, to be loved well. Happy Friday, Kris!

    • Kris Camealy

      Oh friend, to have you at my kitchen table!! #Iwish It is a joy and blessing to be loved so well. Thanks, Sarah for encouraging me always!

  • Amy Tilson

    Love and fully understand the wilds of the next day. It’s nearly 10 and I’ve not finished my coffee, but I’ve already built a car and made a repair appointment for the furnace. Ah.. mommy hood. So thankful for my dear husband that makes it all possible.

    • Kris Camealy

      yes, Amy, husbands like these are pure gift! So grateful–and your morning sounds like mine many days. I often have to re-heat my coffee multiple times, LOL.

  • Mary Bonner

    I love the evenings with my husband. He cherishes me too. This is a beautiful post, Kris…absolutely lovely.

    • Kris Camealy

      I am so thankful to hear you have such a special and loving Husband, Mary. We are truly blessed indeed!

  • Missindeedy

    I’ve folded into bed, myself on many occasions. I loved the little peek into your thinking at that dinner hour. And the reminder that these moments are the cherished life!

    • Kris Camealy

      I love the way you said that–these moments ARE the cherished life–Amen! :)

  • Tresta @

    “I’m at the stove and the kids are everywhere” – love that! And praise God for gracious husbands, with eyes for Jesus and us and not for our messes.

    • Kris Camealy

      oh yes, praise God for these men! God is so good

  • StefanieYoungBrown

    What beautiful words about your husband, your cherished one! How sweet of you to speak of him and share him with us:) You are a blessed woman, my friend!

    • Kris Camealy

      As are you, my sweet friend–blessed indeed! :)

  • Amy Bennett

    What a blessing in your husband. Beautiful words.

  • Karrilee Aggett

    Amen! Oh – how I have lived this day… over and over and thankfully over again! “He’s home and whatever the day has become, the edges start to blur when he is finally here. My other half, my better half. ” This. This is my life too – and I cherish it so! (In fact, I am going to tell him this today… on purpose… thanks for sharing!)

    • Kris Camealy

      Karilee, I so appreciate your kind words and encouragement–do tell that man how special he to you! Beautiful words of love!

  • Annie Barnett

    Kris, your writing here is beautiful, but its the heart of it that speaks right to me. A well timed reminder of the good in a marriage, a reminder to pursue and acknowledge that – thank you.

  • Denise Oldham

    Lovely writing.

  • Tanya M.

    Thankful to have stumbled on this incredible community of beautiful bloggers. Your post just blessed my socks off. Loved it!