Five Minute Friday — Darkness

I’m back for another Five Minute Friday rambling. Five Minute Friday is a discipline where independent writers join together at fiveminutefriday.com and encourage our writing neighbors as we visit and see their take on the common prompt.  And, you’re always welcome to join us … either as a visitor or participant.

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 Shirley contributed. I hope her words inspire you to join our writing club.

“People want a sense of community and a sense of belonging. They need companionship. We actually crave it. That is where the Five Minute Friday group of bloggers come in. We all join together each week to write on one prompt word given, and that one word unites us as a community. We share our posts, and in doing so, we are sharing a part of our hearts.”

The prompt this week is DARKNESS. The timer is set. GO …

I have to admit, this prompt caught me off guard. “Darkness my old friend …” was my first reaction.

But while I would concede there is plenty of darkness around, this is essentially the season of light – not just any light but the Light. We celebrate the time that Light pierced the darkness and paved a way for us — you and me — to reconcile with God, paved  a way to be reunited with God by spreading His Light on the path. Although it leads through the darkness of Calvary, it was still a Light.

I don’t generally look at the darkness. I tend to look for the brightness. So, in this season of Light, I’m looking at the cradle illuminating the darkness of a smelly stable. I’m looking at the peaceful Jesus sleeping contently and know if I follow Him I, too, can be content. I’m looking at the bright star that led the magi and the bright host of angels who opened the eyes of the shepherds. … STOP

“Darkness my old friend…” I reacted to the prompt with those words. But in truth, darkness is  not my friend. The Light is.

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: I alone cannot change the world, but I can cast a stone across the water to create many ripples. — Mother Teresa

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10 Responses to Five Minute Friday — Darkness

  1. Lesley says:

    There is certainly plenty of darkness around but that’s where the light seems the brightest! I agree, this is a season to focus on the light.

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  2. Tara says:

    Beautiful!

    Like

  3. Bruce says:

    I don’t focus on the darkness either. Yes, there is plenty of darkness in our world, but I live my life according to my values, and not the ways of the world. Here is an old adage: It is better to light one candle than to curse the darkness. Constantly complaining about something accomplishes nothing. All we succeed by doing this is make ourselves miserable. So, if you are feeling a bit down and depressed, then light a candle. Do something positive, and perhaps your outlook on life will improve just a little bit.

    Speaking of the Light, over 40 years ago I had a NDE, and I encountered and experienced the Light. I knew the Light accepted me and I was treated with unconditional love. The Light embraced me, and then I embraced the Light. From a spiritual perspective, this was a very easy choice. Do you see how someone responds to “knowing” they are loved, compared to the way when they are fearful and afraid ?

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  4. Cindy says:

    And you definitely share the Light!

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  5. To fly above a darkened land,
    aloof, and trailing thunder,
    nations lie at either hand,
    and I am lost in wonder.
    The oxygen is cool and sweet,
    the blinker’s eye is green,
    and in the dark I am complete
    and in the sky, serene.
    Some look up outside their door,
    to plumb the high empyrean,
    but I am part of Heaven’s lore
    the stratosphere’s chameleon.
    In the night a boy hears destiny,
    and long ago, that boy was me.

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