It’s Friday, so you know what that means. Five Minute Friday hostess Kate Motaung summed up this weekly writing experience nicely.
“Here’s the deal. For over four years, bunches of bloggers have gathered every week to huddle around a prompt word and just write. It’s called Five Minute Friday, and we don’t think about the ins and outs of grammar or spelling or punctuation. We just write.”
Well, it isn’t always that simple. We have to clear our mind and focus on that prompt word … plant it, so to speak, and let that seed germinate into a thought, then two and eventually blossoms of mental thoughts that grow through our nimble fingers into a bloom of — hopefully — coherent words that transform a blank screen into a vibrant garden.
And we all have our own way and creating this garden. Some hear the word and spit out five minutes worth of thought. Others are more deliberate … gently placing the seed and nurturing it for a period of time. I, for example, usually do just that. I check out the word on Thursday night, sleep on it, get through my day job and other scheduled activities and come up with a direction I wish to go … a back yard garden … a greenhouse garden … a patio garden … or sometimes, just scattered blooms hopefully brightening the drab dirt and concrete.
So, with that prelude, today’s prompt is WAIT. The timer is set and off we GO …
I don’t usually have a hard time waiting. In fact, there are those who say my delay in action is more akin to procrastination. And the truth is, it is probably both.
I don’t like to make snap decisions. I tend to weigh thoughts, check resources, mull over consequences. I wait.
I wait for that little voice inside my head to say I’m on the right track or did I carefully consider this or that.
I wait for some clarity between my thoughts and actions. I mentally calculate the pros and cons. And I’ve learned very little in this life is black or white, but loaded with a palate of not only grays but vibrant colors as well.
Yes, some call it procrastination, because in the end, I’m usually up against a deadline when I make that final decision.
But I’m willing to take the time to listen to that voice, not because it’s a gremlin in my head, but because it is my unique Spirit — given … STOP
… from above.
I’ve probably missed some opportunities — no, I have missed some opportunities because of this penchant to wait. But always — always — in retrospect I discover that Spirit kept me from taking the wrong path or making the wrong decision. And the converse is true. When I haven’t waited — haven’t listened to that Spirit — I discover myself backtracking to get off the wrong path.
Well, that’s what blossomed in my mind this week. But if you really want to “see” some vibrant gardens, head on over to Kate’s place (http://katemotaung.com/2015/01/29/five-minute-friday-wait/). There are hundreds of kindred spirits there ready, willing and able to share their bouquets.
THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: The purpose of studying the Bible isn’t just to know the Bible. It’s to do it. It’s to be changed by it.