Five Minute Friday = prompt word, five minutes, just write.
This weeks prompt word: Morning
Morning is when I get to drink coffee on my own
In the quiet
And not have to talk.
It tastes better in the early morning. It does good work.
Easily my favourite part of the day.
Thank God His mercies are new every morning – every single morning – because in one single day I can get totally to the end of myself and some days I feel like I’ve about used up mercy.
And theres plenty of mornings, and I know we all have them, when I open my eyes feeling tired despite the sleep, with a heart heaviness that I have to push past as I wake. And I can’t always put my finger on it except that life gets exhausting and being a person and putting one foot in front of the other can be hard and wearying – some days more than others. But by the time I have bleary eyed pulled together that cup of coffee and seated myself to stare out at the garden, hope will be rising and faith will be kicking in. A grace in itself. Seems He’s wired us that way – to rise up anyway, to hope against hope, believe when it doesn’t make sense because nothing about life makes sense somedays but – – – “even in (our) dreams, we can’t deny that getting to live is holy ground” Ann Voskamp
Breath in our lungs, a chance to take part – the good of it and the hard of it – a privilege not every one has – holy ground.
Early morning – the pull of it never gets old. The quiet and freshness – like every things been set to right over night.
Like redemption – the chance to start again.
Every thing wiped clean.
Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you. Show me the way I should go, for to you I entrust my life. Psalm 143:8
And the cool of this morning after three days of intense heat is like a sweet reprieve, the smell of rain just fallen, like mercy, fills up the air.
You can read what other people have done with there 5 minutes here.
And while the blog posts this month have been few I have still been writing my weekly Women Connect posts.
You can read last weeks post On Listening here
And the garden inspired this post On Blooming here.