Five Minute Friday: Ache

My husband arrived back home from a mission trip to Malawi yesterday.  It’s an easy five minute friday word:


Yesterday before his flight landed, every fiber of my being ACHED for him.  I missed him severely.  Though I was ultra busy taking care of our family, I ached for him.

My ears ached to hear his voice.

My eyes ached to see him.

My hand ached to hold his.

And then…

we were reunited after 10 nights

and my ache dissipated.

Throughout the day, though the ache returned.

This time the ache wasn’t for him.

The ache is now for the Malawi orphanage and village people he visited.

The ache is for those children who have no parents and live on their own. 

The ache is to not become complacent with the aftermath of a beautiful trip, but

take that ache and show more and more people

how much Jesus loves them.


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  1. Rachel Wojnarowski says:

    Thank you, Jacque! Yes to every word you spelled out.

  2. How beautiful it is to be reunited with the one we love, and then together, to ignite the passion to share Jesus more. How bittersweet it is to take Jesus to the world, the delight to see others find Him, and the ache for those who have yet to know. Blessings to you!

    1. Rachel Wojnarowski says:

      Blessings to you, Lynn!!

  3. There is a spiritual ache that gets birthed when we’ve seen and heard about people in poverty, people unloved, sometimes people forgotten. That ache is a reminder in prayer for them all over the world. May our hearts be purer in our religion for the “widows” and the “orphans”. Part of my heart is still in Guatemala Rachel! Be blessed as you hear more of your husbands story! Thank you for sharing! -Amy

    1. Rachel Wojnarowski says:

      Thank you Amy, as always!! I always look forward to your views!

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