Five Minute Friday — Restore

Welcome to Five Minute Fri… Saturday. Let’s be honest, I hang around here more on Saturday than Friday.

But I come willingly because whatever the prompt word for the week is, it forces me to think and let the words flow from the recesses of my heart and soul. It does the same for the hundreds of others who participate in the weekly exercise. We wait for the prompt, we let the word sink in, then free write for five minutes, visit, share our words and read the contributions from others in the group. It’s a win-win for all of us.

But don’t take my word for it. I’ve been sharing words about how valuable the exercise is from contributors as chronicled in Five Minute Friday: A Collection of Stories Written in Five Minutes Flat. Here’s an anonymous entry.

“One word. Five minute. No edits. No fine-tuning. Raw. Real. Get down writing. The way I like it.”

This week’s prompt is RESTORE. The timer is set so it’s time to GO…

There it is on the side of the road. A needle-nose Studebaker, already sanded and filled in; it’s engine, transmission, seats and glass sitting aside it. All waiting for someone to lovingly restore it to its post World War II beauty.

There it is. An old Singer sewing machine hidden beneath what looks like a table under bags of trash. The plug is long gone. The finish is rough and weather-beaten. But it’s waiting for someone to faithfully restore it back to functionality.

There it is, an old Victorian that has seen better days. Graffiti cover its majestic walls. Dirt, dust and grime is everywhere, hiding the beauty of the stained glass windows and hardwood floors. There is more junk in the fireplaces that once warmed this home. It’s there  for a song and someone who sees beyond the dirt and grime and envisions the grandeur of years gone by.

Here I am, broken, battered, scarred, helpless and hopeless. I, too, need the touch of a Master’s hand to restore me — more important my soul — to the worth it is.

The good news, in each of the first three cases .. STOP

there are people who see beyond the “now” and put their vision and talent to use to transform someone else’s junk into a treasure.

The best news, in the last case, is there is One who doesn’t look at my now, but at my potential … the potential He made me for.

Can I get an Amen.

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: If you feel lonely, put on worship music and invite the Holy Spirit over.

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12 Responses to Five Minute Friday — Restore

  1. Amen, Joe. I appreciate the faithful restoration work God does on His children. He begins it, and He continues it.
    Blessings ~ Wendy

  2. This reminds me of the poem/song “the touch of the Master’s Hand” about the old violin. I loved this today. Thank you for sharing it. Blessings!

  3. And then there’s a Pit Bull named Sylvia, whom we found emaciated and dying in a field in Lubbock, Texas, in mid-July. She had a broken leg, and a dead puppy in her womb.

    We took her to the vet to save if she could…and she did.

    And Syl has saved me, doing Canine CPR on me several times (jumping up and down on my chest, and bellowing in my face) when my heart and breath had given way.

    She’s the face of my blog.

  4. Praise and worship music are balm to my soul.

  5. Thanks for sharing. When you discover something that you buried deep or you for whatever reason forgot it is so uplifting when it is rediscovered. There is so much hope when that happens.

  6. kirahdundas says:

    Amen! God’s Restoration: to put back as it was, and then some. May your soul be restored continually. Blessings.

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