We write for five minutes flat on Fridays.
We write bold and beautiful and free. Unscripted and unedited. We just write without worrying if it’s just write or not.
Today’s prompt — Rest
Where is the rest?
You know, the part that is left
that part that somehow always seems missing
the illusive part
the shy part
the part where you must be quiet before it will come
busyness, loud noises, strife, contention, sharp words scare it away
but if you find a place that is still, even if it is only inside you
and you wait
and you listen
you will find rest for your soul.
Job 34:29 When he giveth quietness, who then can make trouble?. . .
A portion of Grandma Crain’s garden.
This wasn’t what I was thinking of when I started, but how many times when I just open up, my Father is there to again bring rest and assurance that He has all things under control.
Thoughts of Grace 