On Fridays… we “shhhh” the inner critic and run freely with our words – allowing ourselves to exercise our free-flowing words with a one word prompt. We write for 5 minutes flat. No editing, no back-tracking. Then we join together and link up and encourage each other – kind of like a Flashmob for Writers.
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I’ve been stripped bare, down to my soul
There is nothing left to hide
But that’s ok
That’s where He wants me
A blank canvas where all I have left is my heart and my soul
A place that I can only groan my confessions and my longings
A place where all that can come from me is small whispers
Whispers that say
“You are in charge”
“You are God”
“I will praise you with whatever I have left”
She got accepted to nursing school
“Click”
She got into all her summer classes
“Click, click”
Like the tumblers of a lock
The pages being turned
The plan being shown
And no longer hidden
My heart and eyes are open
I’m ready to see what is ahead
The plan that is no longer being hidden
Trusting the plan that is unfolding is not easy though
Trusting has become a difficult thing
Because while You hid Your answer from me …
I grew weary and complacent and sinful
It’s time to come out from my hiding spot
It’s time to bathe in the Son and follow You again…
The Unfinished Child 