Five Minute Friday is designed for Friday writing {although in my case, often Saturday}, specifically five minutes of uninterrupted patter of the fingers representing the thoughts of the heart, soul and mind. Our fearless moderator Kate Motaugn  — with help from her Twitter friends — supplies us with the one word prompt and off we go! When done, we link up at her site (http://katemotaung.com/), then settle in to gently critique and soak in our neighbors’ work. I can’t wait to find new friends each week!

I invite you to join us in reading the wide interpretations and multi-genre presentations of the prompt. Or, better yet, try your hand! It’s five minutes (more or less) with few rules and no obligations. It’s fun (albeit sometimes challenging). It’s networking at its finest.

To help inspire you to join our group, I’ve included testimonials from writers as outlined in Five Minute Friday: A Collection of Stories Written in Five Minutes Flat. This week, I’ll share some words from Mary’s heart.

“For many months I sat down on Friday morning, took a deep breath and allowed myself the freedom to write for 5 minutes without the stress of editing. My Five Minute Friday times of writing were like breaths of fresh air, moments when I grew more than I could have imagined. I learned how to allow my thoughts to move out into the world without being absolutely perfect. When I stress over editing I begin to lose my voice, Five Minute Friday helped me find voice. I will forever be grateful for those five minutes.”

There you go. This week, the girls came up with AGREE as the prompt. The timer is set, so it’s time to GO…

Can I get an Amen!

That’s how I was going to approach this week’s prompt, only as I formulated it in my mind, I realized it came off pretty negative. I don’t like writing negative posts.

My mind wrote about how much we disagree on … just about everything — from politics, to rooting for teams, to the color of choir robes. I did come up with a whiz bang finish, which I will allude to later.

It struck me this morning, however, when I was sending out my daily thoughts to friends and family, there is something my family, friends and just about anyone else who knows or follows me agree on. I am a procrastinator. No, I am a card-carrying procrastinator ready to attend the next chapter meeting if we can ever get around to set a date.

Seriously, this post is a perfect case in point. I thought about it, well, about 30 hours ago. I methodically started planning the post as I was driving, fully intending to start letting the fingers walk across the keyboard as soon as I got back in the door. But … the dog needed my attention … I had to get ready for another meeting … returned home and took a nap {priorities} … made … STOP

… the cardinal mistake of checking my e-mails and Facebook … had to think about dinner … ate … nestled in to vegetate in front of the tube {watched Leap of Faith although I know I dozed off and missed a few scenes} … went to bed … got  up … went to breakfast … did my daily routines {including sending the attached graphic to family and friends} … vowed to start typing … noticed dishes in the sink … took the dog out … had lunch … did the dishes {did I mention I tend to procrastinate?} … caught five minutes of zzzs. And now I’m here.

And now for my whiz bang finish. Here is something else we can agree on … I am far from perfect, but my Lord loves me just the way I am. You are far from perfect, but your Lord loves you just the way you are.

Can I get an Amen!

THOUGH TO REMEMBER: I have not failed. I’ve just found 10,000 ways that won’t work. — Thomas Edison