Five Minute Friday at Lisa-Jo's where we gather to write, unedited and from the heart, for five minutes.
Today the word is:
Writer
Start:
I'm not one of the ones who always knew they wanted to be a writer. I am the little girl who always had stories dancing around in her head. The one who organized elaborate games of dress-up or dolls and spun out the story day after day.
As I got older, I became the girl who loved the written words. Books carried me away to places I had only dreamed about. I got so lost in the story that when I looked up from the written page, I was startled to discover I was right there in my very own room (I'm still that way.)
I'm not sure when I began writing the words myself. I do remember standing at the window of the second story bedroom and watching the sunset. I walked to my little desk, pulled out a sheet of paper and wrote a poem.
When the kids were old enough to be in school all day, and the to-do list all checked off, I would sit out on the front porch and write poems - little snippets celebrating our lives and faith and the things pressing on my heart.
As if by design, someone at our church started a writer's group and my writing world expanded. It was pure joy. It is pure joy - to string words together with the prayer that they will make their way to another heart, and that in some small way they might bring glory to the one who is the Word.
stop:
Blessing,
Linda
