Writing for five unedited minutes for Five Minute Friday on the prompt, “Inspire.”
I could write for five hours on all the ways I was inspired at She Speaks 2017. I’ll challenge myself to list a few ways in only five minutes.
Category: Faith Stories
Have you ever tried to put a mountaintop experience into words? I am trying to condense what I learned at She Speaks 2017 today, because God worked so powerfully I can’t help but share. Here are four big lessons I’m reflecting upon this Monday afternoon.
Writing for five unedited minutes on the prompt “Play” for Five Minute Friday.
When I play my flute, my soul is soothed and I gain peace in God’s presence.
I have to admit: hope hasn’t always come easily for me.
I have several hope-defeating tendencies. For starters, I’m naturally one of those glass-half-empty people. It’s easier for me to see the downside than the upside most days.
Her daughter was asleep. She peered carefully into her scratched-up face. Only strong herbs mixed with wine would calm her poor girl, ever since the demon had taken hold of her. Her sweet, loving, obedient daughter, the pride of the family and the village, had become hateful, violent, and abusive overnight.
They had chained her daughter to the bed to keep her from destroying every item in the house. She had broken half their pottery and torn their linens to shreds. She spewed vicious hatred from her mouth, and her eyes were wild with turbulence. They swaddled her hands so she would stop tearing at her own flesh.
A memory floated back: when her daughter was a newborn, she had fashioned tiny mittens to prevent her little fingernails from scratching her baby face. Oh, those days were long gone. Sorrow and desperation welled up in her spirit. She missed her girl terribly, and feared that the demon would kill her daughter unless she got help. She had to find healing, and she needed it now!