Lisa Jo is taking her five minutes over at incourage today.
Her challenge: Write for 5 minutes flat for pure unedited love of the written word on the prompt, “Still.”
Why does the breeze ripple the lake everywhere but in its center?
Why is the center so still?
Is it because it’s gone deep in the center?
Or is it because it’s simply centered?
And can’t be ruffled?
Or touched by the wind?
I am hushed.
He stilled the storm to a whisper; the waves of the sea were hushed.
~Psalm 107:29 (NIV)