Give Me 5

Give Me Five


Five minutes, just five minutes … yes, I would love more, but if I can just get five!
Ever felt that way? I know I have, and most of the time, it is when I am in the “throne room,” which is my word for, “Hey, let’s everyone come in and see what Mom can do for us.” So, I am there, you know, perched on the porcelain throne where you would think one could get some alone time. After all, I am kind of taking care of some personal business, and even if I did remember to lock the door, somehow, someway that door can pop open at any minute with someone in dire need of something from me. I cannot even begin to tell you how many problems I have solved in there—anything from putting an arm back on a Barbie doll, signing a paper that my child needs to take back to school right now, to my husband yelling from the other room, “Honey, have you seen my car keys?” Not to mention the family dog at my feet with his leash hanging out his mouth ready to be walked, while I am still trying to take care of my business. I just need five!
How about this? Have you ever found yourself hiding in the closet? You know, just for a few minutes away from everyone and everything. Just sitting in there, holding a quart of ice cream with a big spoon, and shoveling that goodness into your mouth. You might have a twinge of guilt, but, nope, you need this time for everyone’s sake. No one is asking you anything. No one is calling your name four hundred and sixty two times. It is just about five minutes of sweet paradise in that closet.
I guess that is what enticed me to write this book. Helping others know we are not bad people. We are not bad parents. We love our families (most of the time), but, girl, if we do not get at least five minutes, it might not look pretty when Mommy comes out of that closet or that bathroom or whatever other places she is trying to hide.
I just need five!
Have you also noticed the whole house can be having the most chaotic moment or day, and then the one time you happen to lose it, all the heads twist toward you, the world seems to stop, and they all look at you like you are the crazy one who just spewed green stuff out of your mouth?
I just need five!
My hope is this book will help you give yourself permission to take five minutes out of your day to take care of you. Take five minutes each day to grow closer in your walk with God. Even as few as five minutes will help your daily walk with family and friends. And, yes, to answer those that who already thinking, only five minutes with God? I say that is a great launching place. Five minutes will lead to more as you start building that relationship and intimacy with your King.
So, go ahead! Start turning these pages and “get you some.”