Celia A. Miller

I’m joining today with the Five Minute Friday community of writers who write for 5 minutes about a one word prompt. Today’s writing prompt: SUMMER Summer smells of sunscreen, saltwater, and a hint of nostalgia.  It sounds like cicadas singing at dusk, flip-flops flopping against asphalt, and neighbors mowing their big, green lawns.  It looks like ice cream cones, jean shorts, sunshine, and pool days.  Summer is the season where things are fully grown.  It’s a time to reap the beauty from what was resting under the cool, dark blankets of winter and what slowly grew under the constant warmth of Spring’s sky showers.  Notice the trees, greener than they’ll ever be.  Take…

The True Meaning of Praise In the past few weeks, we’ve talked about how King David related to God through his own lamenting and repenting. How he outpoured everything at God’s feet, holding nothing back because he was confident in who God is and who he was in Him. If you’ve been with me the past month, you’ll remember that what made David a man after God’s own heart wasn’t his absence of sin or his ability to get it ‘right’ every single time. What made David a man after God’s own heart was how he related to God, and through his example, we’ve been learning how to live wholeheartedly…

I’m joining today with the Five Minute Friday community of writers who write for 5 minutes about a one word prompt. Today’s writing prompt: QUIET The Lord said, “Go out and stand on the mountain in the presence of the Lord, for the Lord is about to pass by.” Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake. After the earthquake came a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire came a gentle whisper. When Elijah…

I’m joining today with the Five Minute Friday community of writers who write for 5 minutes about a one word prompt. Today’s writing prompt: EXCUSE These words today are more of an outpour, evidence that it’s been a weary week.  There hasn’t been just one thing, one moment, one situation that I can pinpoint or blame for this exhaustion that’s set into my bones and taken up residency in my soul.  The anxiety came from somewhere deep within like it had been sleeping only to be woken by a giant beast of a thing: Change.  I’m too tired to sugarcoat it and honestly, it’s not in my DNA to do so anyway so…

I’m joining today with the Five Minute Friday community of writers who write for 5 minutes about a one word prompt. Today’s writing prompt: MIDDLE The middle of a cinnamon roll is the best part of the pastry. Does anyone even really like the outside?  It’s a bit tougher, a little chewier because the heat permeating from the oven got to it first and stayed with it the longest.  It’s the same with any pastry, dessert or dish, really.  Think about the middle of a chocolate cake, or a chocolate chip cookie. You can’t wait to sink your teeth into the gooey center, warmth filling your mouth as your taste buds run wild…

Time with God is slow, drips down like honey and tastes just as sweet.  This world feels as if it’s in a constant state of hurry and rush, but I find that I am most productive when I carve out time to just sit at His feet and be.  I’ve been on a journey this year of wanting to behold more of God, to see Him in all things, in all seasons and in all circumstances. When I set out on this journey, I had no idea how much of it would be spent sitting in silence.  In stillness.  In quiet surrender.  In Selah — the sacred pause.  And I’ve…