Five Minute Friday with Lisa-Jo Baker and hundreds of others. We write for five minutes. All on the same prompt. No extreme editing. No worrying about perfect grammar, font, or punctuation. Unscripted. Unedited. Real.
This week’s prompt: Song
I check my phone.
I go to my sweet squisher. The fever has broken. Thank you, Jesus! I check on the others. Putting covers back in place. Being sure dreams are only happy.
I check my phone.
I shouldn't but I do anyway.
That is what I receive from friends and family. Whispers that I can do this dream. This dream God has for me. I don't have to be the best in the world, just my best for him. I don't have to have it all figured out. Simply trust his guidance.
Never ever put them down, you just lift your arms higher. Raise 'em 'til your arms tired let 'em know you here. That you struggling, survivin', that you gon' persevere.
And don't apologize for all the tears you've cried. You've been way too strong now for all your life. I'm gonna get there soon, You're gonna be there too. Cryin' in your room, prayin' Lord come through. We're gonna get there soon
If you're lost and alone or you're sinking like a stone carry on. May your past be the sound of your feet upon the ground. Carry on.
So we put our hands up like the ceiling can't hold us.
And some days I can't even trust myself. It's killing me to see you this way. 'Cause though the truth may vary this ship will carry our bodies safe to shore. Some days I don't know if I am wrong or right. Your mind is playing tricks on you, my dear. 'Cause though the truth may vary this ship will carry our bodies safe to shore.
So I'll be bold as well as strong. And use my head alongside my heart. So tame my flesh and fix my eyes. That tethered mind free from the lies.
But with what we have, I promise you that, we're marching on.
But don't you know who you are? What's been done for you? Yeah don't you know who you are? You are more than the choices that you've made. You are more than the sum of your past mistakes. You are more than the problems you create. You've been remade.
These words jump out from my "you got this" playlist. These songs pump me up when I can't go on. These songs remind me it's not me but God. I got this because he gave it.
--I got this because he gave it. --
Dream on, squishers. Dream on, me.