Five Minute Friday – Ordinary

five minute fridayIt’s Five Minute Friday, hosted by Lisa-Jo Baker at The Gypsy Mama.  Five minutes of free writing flash mob goodness.

If you aren’t familiar, the rules are simple.  Lisa-Jo Baker gives a single word writing prompt every Friday.   Each of us have five minutes to write and post.  No editing, no second guessing, no fancy stuff.  Just plain writing – straight from the heart. (click HERE for the official rules and details).  Then we go visit other participants and shower them with comment love.

Last week, the word was WHAT MAMA DID.

This week, the word is ORDINARY.

Five Minute Friday


It’s in my little bio that goes at the bottom of every blog post (at least the ones I remember to paste it into).

So what in the world is “Ordinary Wonder” any way?

It’s this.

ordinary wonder in a bug

The ten minutes of my life where my son stood next to me and watched as the insect laid her eggs on the sill of our front door.  He insisted we shoot a video and take lots of photos.

Later that day, he leaned against my shoulder, wedged in the bed between my husband and I as he narrated the video and told his daddy all about bug eggs.

As his small voice droned on and on about the bug and the eggs and everything his young google-foo had taught him, I greedily sniffed the warm sun from his hair.

It’s this.

consider the ant

The five minutes I sat mesmerized at a picnic table,  watching a tiny ant struggle to move her giant payload from one side of the table to the other.  It was a journey of inches, hindered by the wind that kept catching her and blowing her off course.

And the small voice in my head whispered Proverbs 6:6 into my heart.

Go to the ant, you hater of work; give thought to her ways and be wise:

A lesson of a lifetime, inscribed in my heart.  Now captured on my iPhone and stored away for when I need it next.

And it’s this.

a heart softens

The story in photos.  An unrepentant heart that softened. The reconciliation that happened.  The answer to a mother’s whispered prayers.



Each ordinary.  We were leaving to run errands when we spotted the insect.  I was watching my kids at the playground when the ant caught my eye.  I was disciplining my child when the prayer was answered.  Ordinary moments of motherhood.


Each filled with wonder.  My son, the blossoming scientist.  Wisdom carried on the breeze.  An answered prayer.

Ordinary Wonder.


Five Minute Friday

proverbs 6:6


[author] [author_image timthumb=’on’][/author_image] [author_info]Houston Mom Blogger Susan Baker has a passion for encouraging weary worn out mothers to find joy in everyday motherhood. She has two elementary school boys, one engineering husband, and one cat. She has a strange fascination  for eggs, socks, and books.  She spends far too much time on Social Media and at Target. She is crazy in love with her family.  She serves an amazing God.   She lives an ordinary life filled with wonder. [/author_info] [/author]

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I have a passion for encouraging weary worn out mothers to find joy in everyday motherhood and peace in unlikely places. I have two elementary school boys, one nerdy husband, and two cats. I have a strange fascination for bad puns, the color pink, socks, and books. I worry about running out of toilet paper, wine, and chocolate.. I serve an amazing God. I live an ordinary life filled with wonder.
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  1. Motherhood truly is a gift of ordinary wonder. I love that God uses something as small as the ant to encourage us to strive to be better.

    • I can’t delete those photos from my phone – there are about 30 of them. They’re a constant reminder that God speaks to me when I listen.

  2. {Melinda} Whenever I consider things like this I think, “How can anyone think there isn’t a God?” He designed everything so perfectly. And in His divine wisdom gave us the ability to glean lessons from His design. Beautiful post.
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    • When I was a girl, my mom always reminded me to “stop and smell the roses.” It took about three months for all those baby bugs to hatch and the egg thingy to disappear. For three months, those eggs were at eye level every time I walked in the house. Every time I did, I was reminded to “stop and watch the bugs.” God gave me more than just a one time lesson. He gave me a daily reminder to slow down and notice the little miracles of my life.

      (my sick child just leaned over to look at my screen. he says it’s a praying mantis.)
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  3. I just wanted to thank you so much for encouraging me so deeply last week. Your heart of love towards my insecurities was helpful and reassuring. I love your pictures and words in your Five Minute post this week: of treasuring the wonder of the ordinary days of motherhood. I am learning to look for the wonder in the small things and finding it a real joy when I stop and notice the wonder of the “ordinary” life.

    • I’m humbled, thank you. All of us have insecurities. The most courageous thing we do is to embrace them and make them our own.

      A friend of mine says the ONLY way she sees the wonder in ordinary days is to use her camera. Something about seeing things framed through a camera lens makes her see life differently. She sees the art in a half eaten cookie. She can see the unique cuteness of a child covered in a mud.

      To be honest, since I wrote this post (I still don’t know where it came from) the whole subject of ordinary wonders has been haunting me. I WANT to see more wonder. I know it’s better than whining. Like you, I’m not sure I know how to intentionally seek it out. I think I’m going to take my friend’s advice and try looking at life through a lens.

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