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Friday, October 5, 2012

You're Welcome

Linking up with Lisa-Jo today for Five Minute Friday.  Here are her rules:
1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community..

Five Minute Friday

OK, are you ready? Please give me your best five minutes on:  Welcome

Gracias… de nada.

Thank you… you’re welcome.

De nada,  it’s nothing, not a problem, no biggie.. You are welcome.

That word… we welcome into homes, we tell others that they are welcome.  But are they really?

When was the last time I invited someone into my home?  I’ve invited people to our little place in the mountains when we are there, but it’s not fully lived in. That’s easy.

But here, where there’s a whole hutch of dust bunnies under the sofa.  There are a few pesky dishes that need to be washed by hand beside the sink that haven’t seemed to gotten cleaned.  Those piles of papers that aren’t yesterday’s mail.. I’m not so sure that you are welcome here, not in this state anyway.  It’s not “nothing”.

It’s my never ending to do’s that make me feel so undone.  They are not welcome and need to be evicted.

Please stop by.  You are welcome.



  1. I can relate to this so much. Our pastor and his wife and young kids came over for dinner Monday night, and I really had to get out of 'Martha' brain and into my 'Mary' one...we had a blast, and I'm sure they all noticed the mess (the visit was a bit unexpected)...but the important thing was the fellowship.

    1. Isn't that the truth! The ting is, I know I'm not the only one. Glad you stopped by.

  2. Of course you're not the only one! :) Love how welcoming you are, Amy!

  3. Oh yes...I'm grasping this slowly as I learn to get over myself.
    Such freedom in accepting we don't have to have it all together all the time, don't you think?

    (I wouldn't even notice the dust bunnies...I'd only notice you welcoming me in) :)

  4. Girl, I'm going to come over to see YOU, not judge your dust bunny collection. Plus, I'm pretty sure with an 11 month old & two cats, we could compare horror stories on the mess :P I feel more at home when I don't feel like a total mom failure b/c "her" house is perfectly cleaned up & put away!

  5. I could care less about your dust bunnies! One lunch date last week and I feel like we could do this "friend" thing for a long time! : ) And housekeeping? Well, mine is pretty darn clean and organized, but I function with less stress that way. And it's the season of my life - littles have a way of helping prioritize the sticky fingers over the clean walls. Can't wait for your next welcoming hug at lunch!

  6. No you're not the only one Amy. If you told me you were driving through I'd call my kids home and invite my mom over to pull the dust bunnies out of under the coffee table, hide the dishes in the dishwasher and toss all the laundry into the laundry room. Anything else that doesn't have a home would be shoved into the front closet until I can't close it shut anymore. Oh, we have so much in common. Funny thing is a chance to hug you, to share a cup of coffee with you would likely blind me to dust bunnies and dishes.

    PS I love the Spanish! Do you speak Spanish fluently?

  7. No. Of course, that's Spanish, too. :). Can I say honestly that I never envision myself driving by. A few times to and from LaGuardia from Stamford were enough for me. We could meet up in Manhattan and noone would have to clean!

  8. Oh how I identify with this friend. I fight hard not to do a super fast cleaning before someone stops by and oh my if someone comes without calling first. I am learning to open the matter what. Because I know deep down He brings every person to our door. Thanks for sharing! Blessings!