Each Friday a group of women flow to the blog of Lisa-Jo Baker to receive a specific writing prompt.
The prompt is just one word. A word to spark an idea in our heads. At the start of a timer we have no more than five minutes to string together an array of words – bursting forth from the corners of our minds. It’s a lesson that teaches us to let go of perfection and embrace the idea of writing. No editing. Just raw words to step across the pages of our blogs and out into the streets of a virtual world to be shared with others.
And that is Five Minute Friday.
This week, the prompt is “Belong” and you’ll find it AT A DIFFERENT LOCATION THIS WEEK… The marvelous Crystal Stine will be hosting #FMFParty as Lisa-Jo is sans Internet. Join us here.
Start.
Belong
To belong. We all want that. Don’t we? Certainly I can’t be the only one. To be welcomed. To be loved. To be chosen. To be wanted. …all of those tell me that I belong.
But what happens when they don’t welcome us? Don’t want us to belong. When we fail to be loved in return of loving them. To not be chosen when we’ve always chosen them. To be unwanted when we were wanting…
The circle closes without us and we’re not inside. We’re watching as their backs are turned to us, the perimeter sealed shut by arms that aren’t inviting us in.
It’s rough when we don’t belong. It’s tough to be outside that circle.
But there’s this light, you see. It calls us away from the desperate cry of “why not” and embraces us into another circle. Another perimeter. This one welcomes me, loves me, chooses me…wants me.
This circle is reserved for me. It’s my place with Him and He keeps me close. To Him…I am “very good.” To Him…he cares enough for me to give eternal life.
Not because He has to. Just because He loves me. And because He wants me to belong…
Stop.
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See? Now wasn’t that fun? Tell me about “belong” in the comments below – or link up at Crystal’s blog.
Yes Jennifer, He wants us just because He loves us. I love this. Thank you for sharing!
Thank you for visiting, Sarah. π
There’s that place where we always belong: next to Him. Isn’t it incredible?
I wish I could roll back time and looked to experience Him at a much younger age. That circle wouldn’t have seemed so important… Thanks for visiting!
Just because He loves us. That’s it. Thank you for the so precious and true reminder tonight!
Thank you, Hannah!
What beautiful imagery here: “This circle is reserved for me. Itβs my place with Him and He keeps me close. ” Praise God! Thanks for sharing here. I always love reading your words…
Thank you so much, Karen. Always love it when you visit! π
That’s a hard place to be. Outside of a circle we wish to belong to. But yes, he always holds us close. We always have a place to belong.
Thank you for visiting, Alia.