Five Minute Friday: Fight

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 Fight. 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: Fight

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My kids fight. I’ve admitted to this before, as if it’s a dirty little secret that no other family on the planet can understand. But they do, and people don’t often believe it, because we put on a good face for the public. The kids wear their false angelic glow, and I wear my grace face. That’s the face that makes it appear as if I understood and implemented any one of the five books I started, but never finished, on grace-based parenting.

The truth is, I’m Judge Judy in a cardigan and statement necklace. When the kids begin to fight, I grab my gavel and wade right into the fray. I put off my grace face and begin to talk in ALL CAPITAL LETTERS. Why are we always talking in all capitals around here?

I want better for us this year. I want peace in my home, and small, life-giving letters to flow from my mouth. I want more grace and less faking it in front of people who go home and fight after church on a Sunday, just like we do. I will have to hold court with my own temper, before I can hold court with my kids.

May this year’s fight be the fight for grace. For peace. For capital letters to be reserved for great joy and not great judgement.

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Meet me in the comments and tell me how you and your kids work it out when they get their fight on. Only true stories allowed.

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  • beth huber

    Yes, my kids fight too. For the most part they are pretty civil, but things get ugly sometimes. I think my husband and I intervene too much sometimes. I think sibling fighting is part of growing up. As much as it hurts (and often annoys) me, I try to remind myself they love each other. Enjoyed your post. Beth (the mother of three fighters):) huberhang@blogspot.com

  • Karrilee Aggett

    I will have to hold court with my own temper, before I can hold court with my kids. – YES! Mommy TimeOuts are so vital! 😉 LOVE this!

  • Can I ever relate. My children are older now (19, 13 and 10) and boy can they fight. The hard part for me is when there is a lack of harmony in my home, I just want to check out, leave and not come back. This stems from situations I endured as a child and is my protective mechanism kicking in. I will continue to fight for peace in the home, and fight the urge to flee!

  • Kelly Hausknecht Chripczuk

    I have been thinking about kindness with my kids – especially as we are worn and weary and cabin-fevered from winter break. How can we be kind and gentle with one another? (and not just in front of others!)