Time to turn in the missing assignment — ONLY from two weeks ago. As I alluded to, being on the road limited my access to the laptop. But with some down time today at my son’s, here goes.
But first, if you haven’t been following FMF in 2017, make it a new year’s resolution to follow — and join us — in 2018. It’s really a fun way to see how your mind reacts to a one word prompt and converts them into letters, words and sentences in just five minutes (more or less). But more important, it’s the encouragement we give to and get from our fellow writers that makes this such a valuable exercise. We get to “know” each other, support each other, lift each other up, pray for each other. It may not be in real life … but it’s certainly in real heart. It’s not just a writing group. It’s a community.
As an example, to entice you to check us out, I’ve also been sharing some of the experiences my fellow writers have shared as chronicled in Five Minute Friday: A Collection of Stories Written in Five Minutes Flat. This week, I’ll include the words contributed by Brandi. I hope her words inspire you to join our writing club.
“I joined the Five Minute Friday link up only a few short months after staring my blog. I’m not even sure how I came upon it, but the open invitation from Lisa-Jo Baker [who started the community] caught my eye and I couldn’t resist giving it a shot. Writing was new to me, voicing my thoughts and feelings onto a public place was both freeing and frightening. I wanted to write, but wasn’t sure I really could. Until Five Minute Friday. I felt like the new kid in school standing with a tray of food in the school cafeteria. I was unsure of myself and most definitely nervous about letting people into the thoughts in my head. Yet, with open arms I was welcomed at the table with instant friends. They encouraged, we giggled, we cried, and I grew. Five Minute Friday gave me a place to be. I learned to listen to my heart and trust my fingers as I spelled out thoughts and stories and I found my heart. I learned to laugh at the mishaps and grow in my abilities to communicate. This was more than a regular link up, this was fertile soil for my dreams.”
Okay. The timer has been waiting to be set, so let’s GO…
If only I had studied more.
If only I hadn’t eaten that fourth chili dog.
If only I followed the road well traveled.
If only. If only. If only.
Actually, those are not valid concerns. In each instance, when we came to the pivotal minute, we made a decision. We decided to close the book and … go to sleep, party, watch tv. We decided to gulp down that extra chili dog … burp! We decided to forge on unknown trails … and got lost.
If only there was peace in the world.
If only I had more money, or better looks, or different circumstances.
If only people respected each other.
Aanntt. Wrong perspective. Those are unrealistic expectations. We can not change the world. We can be part of the solution, but we can only be responsible for ourselves. We were placed right here, right now and our responsible is to make the best of the circumstances we have been given. We are not responsible for others, but we are responsible only for ourselves. And people tend to see our actions more than listen to our words.
Only we can make decisions. They may not always be the right one, but they are ours to make. … STOP
… We only have one God-given life. It’s up to us to make the best of it … and reflect the author along the way.
And, once again, I want to wish each and every one of you a Blessed and Merry Christmas and a Happy, Holy New Year! Keep following the Son!
THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: No matter what techniques and what disciplines you go through, I think there is one factor more intangible and that is the motivation to pick yourself off the ground when you’ve been totally bloodied and smashed and say, “Let’s fight some more.” — Jerome Hines