A Weeping Christian: When Faith and Grief Collide

A blog by Kimberly Crumby

Five Minute Fridays

Mess (5 Minute Friday)

  This day, like so many others, is full of messiness. I noticed it as soon as I finally talked myself into beginning the journey from the bed to the shower. A project I started a week ago- the bi-annual switching to the next season’s clothes- still not completed as evidenced by the big, plastic […]

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Reflect (5 Minute Friday)

You can find more info about 5 Minute Fridays over at http://lisajobaker.com/five-minute-friday/. You see the prompt…set your timer for five minutes…write. No pressure to say it perfectly- which is exactly what I need sometimes.   Go December 6. As I reflect on that date, a million emotions flood my soul. That’s not the date most people […]

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She (5 Minute Friday)

She was my firstborn…my experiment with motherhood. She is my number 3…my experiment with seeing if I remember what to do with a teeny tiny little person. She made me wonder what in the world I was doing having a baby at 25- would I have what it takes to be a good momma? She […]

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Broken (5 Minute Friday)

Broken. In Christian culture this seems to be one of those in vogue words lately- we talk about being broken before God…coming to him in brokenness…how we can’t really live out his will until we are broken in some ways. I agree with all of the above. But when I think about being broken, it’s […]

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In Between (5 Minute Friday)

Another 5 Minute Friday…just a day late. And I’m not feeling guilty or apologizing that I didn’t do this yesterday. In Between I’m really not a fan of being in between. On the cusp. In no-man’s land. I don’t feel comfortable or in control there. But I have learned that God will always bring me […]

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Imagine (5 Minute Friday)

Imagine Sometimes I imagine how different my life would be if my dreams of 10 years ago were reality. I would be married to my first love…teaching kindergarten at the same school at which I started…with two kids (a boy and a girl) who were around two years apart in age…these were the things I […]

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