It’s time for Five Minute Friday, the weekly timed keyword-themed writing challenge hosted by Kate Motaung. Her words — and those of the others who congregate around the virtual table to share — are on Facebook at http://www.fiveminutefriday.com. I encourage you to read them … and participate in the often challenging exercise.
I’ve been sharing snippets taken from Five Minute Friday: A Collection of Stories Written in Five Minutes Flat. They are a testament to the value of the exercise. This week, I’ll share some perspective from Leah, who I hope inspires you to check us out or, better yet, encourages you to try your hand at focused, unscripted writing for just five minutes. And share it on the Five Minute Friday website.
“I was very surprised to discover I have written 73 FMF posts, over the course of three and a half years. I wrote this past October of 2015 when I participated in my first 31 days of writing challenge, by FMF host Kate Motaung that I had chose to be part of this grooup “because it is simple, beautiful, holy.” 73 posts, and forty months of doing this honest flash mob writing thing, and I see my continual showing up has had the natural effect of making me a better writer. More than that, this continual showing up has made me a better Kingdom of God seeker. I kept coming back because The Holy Spirit kept beckoning me. A major turning point in my own FMF experience started about a year ago when I obeyed His prompting to not only comment and encourage several of my five minute Friday neighbors but pray for them as well. Pray specific. Time and time again, those I happened to be next to would post something so significant for a season I myself was in. The bond of the Spirit was there and I was overjoyed that I could be part of a fellow believer’s life for a day. I post sporadically now. When I do, The Holy Spirit always meets me, and leads me to pray for others to make a real spiritual impact on them in a way that I will never know or see, but matters incredibly. It also lets me relax with my own writing. I do not have to gauge if it is “successful.” I trust my words will find their way to at least one fellow traveler and God can do the rest. It is truth that makes Five Minute Friday a Holy, Good, thing to me.”
The word this week is LOVED. The clock is started, so let’s GO …
I was sitting on the bench this morning just watching the sun rise and listening to the sounds of the river. A bird landed in the bush just feet away and started munching on berries. A gentle breeze was a refreshing respite from the humidity. The flow of the river made soothing sounds, with ducks and loons and even an occasional frog making an appearance.
It was soothing after a week where it was easy to question the existence of God. And it was the exclamation point highlighting God is alive and well — not only in nature but in my life and your life as well.
My readings today focused on letting go … making your petitions to the Lord and sitting back as He unlocks the doors in His time for His purpose. That is always a challenge in our time-shackled lives.
My relationships with family and friends reminded me how much I am loved, even though those times of affirmation are few and far between.
And of course, the reflections over the river reminded how much I am loved by God. I don’t have to know the answers. I don’t have to punch a clock … STOP
… I don’t have to wonder if and when.
He placed me at the river’s bank this morning to remind me of His love — using nature as His chalkboard. I can truly say, I understood — no, maybe that’s not the right word — appreciate the lesson plan. God has loved me. God does love me. God will always love me.
THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Relax and recharge to be the best you there is.