It’s Friday. If you’ve got five minutes, I’m all ears.
Just let them be you.
1. Write for only five minutes.
2. Link back here and invite others to play along.
3. Go say hi to the five minute artist who linked up before you.
It’s fun, creative, and challenging. And there’s a happy red Life to the Full mug in it for one of you from DaySpring.
OK, are you ready? Give me your best five minutes on the prompt:
I feel the most loved when …
I curl up somewhere, usually my bed because I am tired and I pour out my mixed up emotions to Him. Abba Daddy and He calms my worries and fears as I simply lay weary before Him. This was the place He met me when I was at the end of my rope, completely broken, and usually, I take a cat nap as I feel His presence warm and loving. This one time though He gave me a sweet peace to move back home—not a choice I would have thought of making a couple of months previous. So, I did and He healed me and I was there when mom got cancer and could be there to spend fleeting days with her. It was His love and kindness that drew me Home.
I feel this love in the arms of my husband as He forgives me a thousand wrongs with soft tenderness. He is the physical representation of that love that surrounds me when I curl on my bed. Sometimes we curl there together and love meets us both. And in that sweet love our family has now been founded and as we cuddle each of our little loves this most loved feeling is multiplied. The warm-ness of grace is palpable and I do not regret any step in the journey, especially the hard falls, because, well, that is when His Grace wrapped me up and led me in the way that I now walk. All Grace and the Love that kisses it to my lips and so then I can sing it here in this hallowed five minutes that take me deep with words.