Five Minute Fridays with Lisa Jo, the Gypsy Mama.
I’m going to try this.
At least most Fridays.
At least for awhile.
In addition to Friday’s meditation.
Because it’s good practice.
There are rules.
Which are: Throw caution to the wind, and write your heart out for five minutes.
And this week’s prompt is DEEP BREATH.
So . . .
In sunshine mornings and rain-soaked earth.
Calming Comfort-slathered babies.
A bundled bouquet of lilacs, nose buried.
Deep breath of His calm in the midst of thunder.
My husband’s cologne-scented bathrobe.
Air laden with the aroma of just-baked chocolate chip cookies.
Fresh-mown lawn and just-washed sheets.
Of His words in His Word.
Deep breath of His joy in the midst of sadness.
His grace in the valley of guilt.
His love in the depths of grief.
His peace in paper-bag moments.
Deep breath of His presence in and through all.
Now you try.