Has it really only been a week since the last Five Minute Friday? It seems like I’ve lived a lifetime in those seven days. Anywho, it’s time to come together with my favorite group of brave-hearted writers to write on a one word prompt for five minutes and five minutes only. No over thinking or editing, just the free flow of words from your heart to the page (or screen). Want to play? Check out http://www.lisajobaker.com for all the fine print.
I’m just an ordinary girl. Nothing special about me, really. I work part-time, I mother full-time, and in between I try to remember to hold onto my individuality. I don’t have any amazing stories to tell about modern-day miracles in my life. I don’t have a way with words that makes them leap off the page in a sparkly burst of verbal fireworks. I just write about my colorless ordinary life on my plain ordinary blog. Why would anyone want to read about it? At least, that’s what I think sometimes.
But wait. Something happens when I surrender my writing to God and stop trying to do it all myself. He directs me toward certain topics and gives me the words to say. He imbues my ordinary with His extraordinary. He shines the light on all the little details of the day that I’ve overlooked. He points out all the moments that reveal His presence beside me every step of the way and the near disasters He prevented from touching me. He reminds me that NO mother is ordinary, because we are shaping the next generation. He tells me that I am perfect just the way He’s made me, and that I’m not to be measuring myself against other flawed humans like myself. He assures me that I’m not ordinary at all. What I am is an extremely, amazingly, exceedingly blessed, loved and accepted child of God.