5 Minutes Flat

"On Fridays around these parts we have a little tradition. We throw caution (editing, revising, and worrying) to the winds and just write. Without wondering if it’s just right or not... For five minutes flat."

So here goes:
Something fairly common made it's mark on my life a few months ago. 
Since then, I've folded inward.

At first, I thought that meant I was closing up and hardening, and I hoped it would pass like a phase.
But it turns out that all the things I disliked and even feared about folding in aren't so bad after all. 

There's a sweetness about it. A quiet, safe, life-altering, truth finding security. 
A little less vocal- a little more watchful
A little less raw - a little more tender
A little less bare - a little more reserved
a little less out there - a little more in here

And I'm safe like this. I didn't particularly want an axe to fall and sever me from what I'd known of social and relational. But there's no growing like the kind that leaps out from the mess of a hack job. And there's no knowing like the One who let me come to this pass. The Only One I trust to see me through.


1 comment:

  1. Hey, you. I know this place. It is a tenderizer, isn't it? Love how you describe it here. And as for our Lucy Mae--that dog is as spoiled as they come! She is the love of our life. She makes an appearance on my blog quite regularly due to her superstar status :). Now...you must show me a photo of your furry sweetie!


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