"What doesn't kill us,
gives us something new to write about."
Today, I am joining Lisa Jo over at her blog to write for my own five minutes. We call this "Five Minute Friday". The rules are simple
- Write for five minutes without worrying where it is just right or not
- Link up over at Lisa Jo's Place
- Leave a comment for at least one of the others who posted before you.
I started writing so many years ago, poems about hurt and heartache, about laughter and sadness,about sunshine and rain. I kept writing through the years of hopes and dreams and trials. I put my heart and soul and testimony into my words. I found God in the struggle to write. I found the gift of putting dreams into thoughts and into words. And in those words I often found my heart turning toward Him.
Sometimes, I would write a lot. The words poured out of my soul faster than I could write them down. It became a nearly aching need of healing to write everything as I struggled and learned and grew. I found comfort in the pages of my journal each night. The words in ink pouring onto the pages as memories. Messages to generations further down the line. My fingers aching with the writing, all in my own hand, sometimes many pages at a time.
Today, the computer beckons me each day, and calls my name with guilt or love, or shame or acceptance. It all depends on how much I ignore my dream and desire to write. Sometimes, I need to wait to speak those words. I have to heal in other ways. But then, I return to my computer and write my heart upon the pages of my blog. Here I have found a place to write my words. A place to share my heart, my soul, my love and my dreams. Here I become a writer.
Now it is your turn. What can you write in your own five minutes? Don't forget to join the rest of us over at Lisa Jo's.