Friday, February 15, 2019

Five Minute Friday :: Confident

Around a year ago and counting backwards, I used to play Five Minute Friday almost every week, but quit when the going got tough. Oh, not the suggested one-word prompts and not my imagination; everyday life in general kept presenting itself to me with too many overwhelms. I barely could crawl, and for sure couldn't add anything more. Maybe you've heard or read about someone doing something "on a lark?" That's what I did this evening when I realized it was another Thursday and larked over to the FMF site. And realized I might like to write about confidence or confidence. BTW, some of the resources for writers FMF host Kate Motaung offers might interest you.

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Take five:

It's been raining in southern California—not sure if the storm that tapered off then ended this afternoon was the sixth, seventh, or another this calendar year. I didn't need an online resource to figure out confident combines Latin words con=with and fi=faith, trust, belief. I didn't need to think hard to realize i trust my abilities because God gave them to me and provided opportunities and experiences that developed them well. I don't need to think long or tall to remember my confidence the sun will shine again.

It's been eons longer than a day since I've seen myself around town. Am I confident I'll see myself again? No. Not at all. Sometimes my body reels with grief as I sit at the computer working on a client design. Often I get up, go out, take a walk, distract myself any way I can.

I'll be waiting right here for myself until the day I'm home. Back in Previous City, the first time I heard Phillip Phillips' "though this wave is stringing us alone, just know you're not alone 'cause I'm going to make this place your home" moved me to want to search for home again. It was at a Blue Christmas service, and then the song kept playing everywhere I went. I can't make my own home. Will anyone anywhere make a home for me ever again? Waves stringing me along? These waves are triple overheads! I know the sun will shine again, but I have no confidence I'll ever be home again.

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3 comments:

Liz Manning said...

You have such a gift with words and description. I don't know what you're going through but I pray that you will find your home in God's loving arms.
Your FMF Neighbour #48

Tara said...

Friend, praying for you!

Andrew said...

I'm so glad to see you here again! Praying for you.

Here's a poem, composed here just for you. I hope you like it!

Troubles come, and seem to stay
far longer than they ought,
and hope can be so far away;
despair becomes our lot.
But there will come another dawn
begotten of the night,
from darkness by fierce midwife drawn,
and for this, the more bright.
Holding on can be so hard
and pointless in extreme,
but faith is the surest guard
of ev'ry threatened dream.
And sometimes our greatest power
is enduring for one more hour.

#1 at FMF this wee.

https://blessed-are-the-pure-of-heart.blogspot.com/2019/02/your-dying-spouse-581-barbara-i-love-you.html