Five Minute Friday: Rhythm

Hello, Friends. Welcome back for another Friday spent with Lisa-Jo and the Five-minute crowd. Today, we’re taking five minutes to write on the prompt Rhythm. Do you have five minutes to write, read, or both? Why don’t you join us?

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…

Today’s Prompt: Rhythm


Somewhere between the packing boxes and the suitcases, we’ve lost our groove. The beds in the hotels feel unfamiliar and we share close quarters. A little too close for the comfort of a teenager, a tween, and an eight year old who believes she is, indeed, a princess. We go to sleep to the cries of “Mom, I can’t find my hairbrush! Mom, he won’t turn off the light! Mom, she won’t leave me alone!”. And I wonder once again why we chose to stay four weeks in hotels, before our new home is ready.

This morning I woke to the cacophony of construction outside our bedroom window. My husband threw the pillow over his head, and I lay awake thinking this may be the soundtrack of my days for a while. Our groove is out of sync, a little more noise than melody, slightly structured chaos over complete harmony. And just when we find the rhythm of a place, it is time to move on to another. Kind of like life with kids or husbands or pets. It’s all a little bit rock and roll.


Are you as sick of reading about this never ending move as I am? Why don’t we talk about you? What’s the rhythm of your days?


  • Amy Hunt

    Lean in, friend. There’s something to see even in this chaos. I remember the days when we moved back to our hometown and found ourselves living in my parents house for eight weeks. That memory feels sticky. Yours will be, too. Praying you tea holding moments of peace.

    • KimberlyCoyle

      Sticky memories–I love that, Amy. And moments of peace I love even more!

  • Mia

    Dear Kimberly
    Yes, life is a song we need to sing on a rhythmic beat; otherwise we might just only hear all the songs of sorrow!
    Much love

    • KimberlyCoyle

      Thanks, Mia:)

  • Visited you from Jenn @ A Simple Haven 🙂 Funny, my children (11, and 15) love vacations because they enjoy the hotels so much. Mostly because of the pool 🙂 I have a feeling your little ones will never feel the same way about a hotel again! Neither will you or your hubby. There will always be the memories of these moments and this rhythm. Love how God works so uniquely in each of our homes and lives and families.
    Right now you are in waiting… Waiting for your home to be finished. Just as we wait in this life, in the temporary tent, for our eternal and perfect place to be completed. That place HE went to prepare for us. Take it all in, sister, and make the best of it. This time is but just for a little while and then you will look back and bask in the memories of the ride. Blessings!

    • KimberlyCoyle

      Thanks so much for stopping by, Stephanie. The pool is both my nemesis and my savior during these hotel stays;) My kids love hotels too, but it’s an awful lot of togetherness if you know what I mean!

  • Karrilee Aggett

    Oh yes – I have been praying for you my friend… this in between time will just make all of you that much more thankful for the rhythm of Home! Summertime always offers a different rhythm to dance to – and it takes a bit of transitional grace to fall back into step!

    • KimberlyCoyle

      Thank you so much for your prayers, Karrilee. You are a gift:) So is the enormous amount of “transitional grace” I’ll need this summer!

  • Oh my goodness, the rhythm of life in a hotel room with my kids sounds completely crazy to me! Bless your heart for doing it :). Though I guess I’ve learned through all of my moves that God can give us the grace we need to do anything, even if it sounds completely insane at first (or during or after for that matter).

    Thinking of it as “rock and roll” might help, huh? 🙂

    • KimberlyCoyle

      Rock and roll for sure:) Thanks for stopping by, Jenn:)

  • Wow! It sounds like a big adventure to me. This is hard I’m sure, but it’s going to make for some really great posts down the road. God uses even our out of sync days doesn’t He? Thanks for sharing the journey with all of us. I’m loving reading about your progress. That is what it is – progress!! Rock on sister!

    • KimberlyCoyle

      Thanks so much, Debi. I’m thrilled to know you’re enjoying reading the posts. Frankly, I feel a bit sick of it myself;)