Five Minute Friday- Fly

 

On Fridays around these parts we stop, drop, and write.

For fun, for love of the sound of words, for play, for delight, for joy and celebration at the art of communication.

For only five short, bold, beautiful minutes. Unscripted and unedited. We just write without worrying if it’s just right or not.

Won’t you join us?

Here are the rules:

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.

2. Link back here and invite others to join in.

3. Most importantly: leave a comment for the person who linked up before you – encouraging them in their writing!

OK, are you ready? Give me your best five minutes on:

Today’s prompt is:  Fly

Ready? GO!

There is a moment when time stops just before I jump.  There is a split second, blink of the eye instant where doubt creeps in and I pray that my people see me, that they hear me and that they know me well enough to know that I am going for it. There is a moment when I wonder if my troupe will catch me…or not…and my launch into the air will be met with gravity and floor.

But it’s just a moment….because in this world- as it is in the world of improv…you have to trust that when you jump, you will be caught.  And because I was born without wings or a superpower and my cape is dirty and in the wash :), when I jump, the only way I can fly is on the hands and strength of the people I trust to catch me.

In our improv troupe, when someone assumes the role of a superhero or bird or some other flying character, the troupe will come together to "fly" the individual by lifting that person into the air (or catching them as they jump).  It is a profoundly moving and frightening experience, and so magical to watch.

In our improv troupe, when someone assumes the role of a superhero or bird or some other flying character, the troupe will come together to “fly” the individual by lifting that person into the air (or catching them as they jump). It is a profoundly moving and frightening experience, and so magical to watch.

STOP!

Five Minute Friday- Truth

It’s been soooo long….

since I’ve posted anything of substance…

since I’ve flexed fingers and typed thoughts that were just for the blogosphere and not for a speech, or lesson, or talk….

since I’ve been hanging out ’round these parts at all.  I’m sorry I’ve been away so long…for those of you still here- thanks for sticking around!

I’m a bit rusty at this whole staring at a blinking cursor thing, so I thought I might start slow…with a Five Minute Friday…

 

For only five short, bold, beautiful minutes. Unscripted and unedited. We just write without worrying if it’s just right or not.

Won’t you join us?

Here are the rules:

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.

2. Link back here and invite others to join in.

3. Most importantly: leave a comment for the person who linked up before you – encouraging them in their writing!

OK, are you ready? Give me your best five minutes on:

Today’s prompt is:  Truth

Ready? GO!

What is really truth? How do we know it when we see it?

Is it that moment when spirit rises up to meet spirit…when your whole body recognizes a resonant thought in another?  Is it that moment when you feel the “Yes, and Amen!” to your toes? Is that truth?

Or is it the word that challenges you to the core? The moment when your senses rile and your stomach turns and everything within you screams, “That can’t be it!”

Is it both?  Do we ever know?

My friend says that “All truth is God’s truth,” but I have no idea what that means.

For now, I pray.  Breathe in and breathe out and trust the Spirit within me to guide me.

STOP!

Five Minute Friday- Loud

 

This is an old Five Min Friday post I found in the draft folder when cleaning up my blog this week… I thought it warranted a voice, so I am posting it today….on a Monday….just a few (oh about 8 months) late…Enjoy!

For fun, for love of the sound of words, for play, for delight, for joy and celebration at the art of communication.

For only five short, bold, beautiful minutes. Unscripted and unedited. We just write without worrying if it’s just right or not.

Won’t you join us?

Here are the rules:

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.

2. Link backhere and invite others to join in.

3. Most importantly: leave a comment for the person who linked up before you – encouraging them in their writing!

OK, are you ready? Give me your best five minutes on:

Today’s prompt is:  Loud

Ready? GO!

“I’m going in the bubble now. I won’t be able to hear you for a few minutes.”

Insert plug in port and ahhhhh….the sounds of Jesus Culture, Bethel, Elevation and even David Nevue create a sanctuary away from the spring break father-son bonding that’s occurring via X-Box and video games in the next room.   Raucous laughter sprinkled with booming, “No way, Dad! I didn’t even know you could do that! You’re awesome!”

I can feel Dad beam and son admire and a quiet, secret smile spreads across my face.  I just love my boys….but man they are loud.

The sound drowns out the thoughts rattling in my head and chases them away.  Puzzle pieces of blog posts and emails to be written and tasks to be completed float through the din threatening to escape for good.

So off to the bubble I go….to create more loud to drown out the rest….hmmmm…should I be learning from that?

STOP!

Five Minute Friday- Goodbye

 

On Fridays around these parts we stop, drop, and write.

For fun, for love of the sound of words, for play, for delight, for joy and celebration at the art of communication.

For only five short, bold, beautiful minutes. Unscripted and unedited. We just write without worrying if it’s just right or not.

Won’t you join us?

Here are the rules:

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.

2. Link backhere and invite others to join in.

3. Most importantly: leave a comment for the person who linked up before you – encouraging them in their writing!

OK, are you ready? Give me your best five minutes on:

Today’s prompt is:  Goodbye

Ready? GO!

Today I say, “Goodbye.”

I say goodbye to words spoken out loud, to external processing, to kiddo belly laughs in the living room and begging puppy barks for apples sticky wrapped in peanut butter.  I say goodbye to television and Facebook, and *gasp* my cell phone.  I say goodbye to the neverending noise that I steep my life in.

But only for a little while….I’ll be back soon.

This afternoon, at 3 pm sharp, I will enter into a time of silence with 14 other retreatants.  For three days we will give each other the gift of a community of silence.  Silent, but not alone.

I am excited and I am TERRIFIED.

After all the hustle and bustle of the last two months and the deep community with my church last week, I am already feeling the effects of withdrawal…the sudden margin in my life has left me reeling…a little sad….and jones-ing for another hit of constant togetherness.

But today I say “goodbye” to my earthly community to say “hello” to my God.

I have spent intentional time in silence and prayer before, but never this long.  There are great things moving and swirling around me, and I desperately seek the center of God’s Will.  Will you pray for me this weekend?

STOP!

Five Minute Friday- Light

 

On Fridays around these parts we stop, drop, and write.

For fun, for love of the sound of words, for play, for delight, for joy and celebration at the art of communication.

For only five short, bold, beautiful minutes. Unscripted and unedited. We just write without worrying if it’s just right or not.

Won’t you join us?

Here are the rules:

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.

2. Link backhere and invite others to join in.

3. Most importantly: leave a comment for the person who linked up before you – encouraging them in their writing!

OK, are you ready? Give me your best five minutes on:

Today’s prompt is:  Light

Ready? GO!

“Every secret, every shame
Every fear, every pain
Live inside the dark
But that’s not who we are
We are children of the day”- Kari Jobe, “We Are”

This week our church is performing an Easter drama called “The Savior and the Scarlet Thread.”  Our congregation has been known in the past for these dramas and folks used to come from all over to view them.  My own husband received Christ during the drama in 2003, on among many.  We moved to a new location several years ago and haven’t done a drama in six years.  We thought this would be a building year.

A year of small sets and little dialogue.

A year of small crowds and a little buzz.

A year of well-known songs and a revamped script used in years past.

But God had other plans….

The set is stunning…our set design team turned our multi-purpose room (we meet in a gymna-audi-cafetorium) into first century Jerusalem.

The story is told completely through the dialogue of our actors with very little pre-recorded narration. They cover huge parts of the Old Testament, the Nativity, the three kings AND the ministry, death, burial, resurrection and ascension of Jesus in under two hours. I am amazed.

We have “sold out” (tickets are free) every performance….over 5,000 tickets! Last night there were nearly 700 people in attendance.  People are coming from all over to view this drama.

I am stunned by the work God has done through our church and IN our church during this time of preparation! I am honored to be a part of Jesus’ story and be a part of sharing His light with the world in this way that uses a skill set in me that I don’t get to put to use nearly enough. I am blessed by this very real physical reminder that this is my “job” here on earth….my great commission.

To be the light….To push back the darkness and death of this world with the message that there is truth and light and LIFE only in Christ Jesus.

I read once (I can’t remember where, but the man who wrote it got up in my kitchen!) that we are not meant to reflect Christ’s light like a mirror, for in reflection the mirror is not changed by the light…it merely bounces off and shines on others. We are meant to refract the light like a prism.  The light then enters into the prism and is reflected out in a way that is unique to each individual prism. In a way that is personal and beautiful and relate-able.

Lord make me your prism today….let me refract your Light.  Permeate my soul and everything I do, so that your spirit overflows on all around me.  Let me be your light today. 

“We are the light, we are the light, we are the light. So let your light shine brighter.”

 14 “You are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden. 15 Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. 16 In the same way, let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven. – Matthew 5:14-16

STOP!

Five Minute Friday- Loud

 

On Fridays around these parts we stop, drop, and write.

For fun, for love of the sound of words, for play, for delight, for joy and celebration at the art of communication.

For only five short, bold, beautiful minutes. Unscripted and unedited. We just write without worrying if it’s just right or not.

Won’t you join us?

Here are the rules:

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.

2. Link backhere and invite others to join in.

3. Most importantly: leave a comment for the person who linked up before you – encouraging them in their writing!

OK, are you ready? Give me your best five minutes on:

Today’s prompt is:  Loud

Ready? GO!

“I’m going in the bubble now. I won’t be able to hear you for a few minutes.”

Insert plug in port and ahhhhh….the sounds of Jesus Culture, Bethel, Elevation and even David Nevue create a sanctuary away from the spring break father-son bonding that’s occurring via X-Box and video games in the next room.   Raucous laughter sprinkled with booming, “No way, Dad! I didn’t even know you could do that! You’re awesome!”

I can feel Dad beam and son admire and a quiet, secret smile spreads across my face.  I just love my boys….but man they are loud.

The sound drowns out the thoughts rattling in my head and chases them away.  Puzzle pieces of blog posts and emails to be written and tasks to be completed float through the din threatening to escape for good.

So off to the bubble I go….to create more loud to drown out the rest….hmmmm…should I be learning from that?

STOP!

Five Minute Friday- Empty

 

On Fridays around these parts we stop, drop, and write.

For fun, for love of the sound of words, for play, for delight, for joy and celebration at the art of communication.

For only five short, bold, beautiful minutes. Unscripted and unedited. We just write without worrying if it’s just right or not.

Won’t you join us?

Here are the rules:

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.

2. Link back here and invite others to join in.

3. Most importantly: leave a comment for the person who linked up before you – encouraging them in their writing!

OK, are you ready? Give me your best five minutes on:

Today’s prompt is:  Empty

Ready? GO!

Start timer. Flex fingers.  Ready….WRITE!

Seconds tick away…the timer next to my laptop unforgiving in it’s rule following…

Five minutes. One topic. Should be easy, but today my head is, well, it’s empty. Really, it’s FULL of empty.  Does that make sense?  There is too much stuff spinning around up there to make room for creative thought.  Today there is no creating, only doing…only tasks to mark off the list. Only thoughts that are clinical in nature.

I am full of empty today. Full of schedule, full of tasks, full of shoulds and oughtas…

But empty of emotion, empty of relationship, empty of creation.

The timer buzzes as my five minutes end and I feel a little sadness wash over me as I head back to my FULL list. I breathe in the moments of respite from my to do’s and thank God for a little creation in my day.

STOP!