Writing for five unedited minutes on the prompt “Embrace” for Five Minute Friday.
Change, my new and unfamiliar friend
wraps me in an embrace
these cool mornings.
Every time I see a new sunrise
I embrace a morning of change.
faith
When Storms Rattle Your Faith
A huge storm system hit my area last night, claiming the life of one person.
I was up late, watching the results of a contest I entered.
As I watched the Facebook photos roll in of scary-big hail and overturned vehicles, I turned to Psalm 18, the psalm which carried me through so many hard times in the past.
Perfect Love Casts Out Fear
This post helped me win first-place in Kelly Balarie’s Fear Fighting Writing Contest in March 2017. I won a meeting with a literary agent. Thank you to the over 350 people who cast votes for me in the contest!
I used to be haunted by a recurring dream. Running and stumbling in a desert valley at dusk, alone and weary. Desperate to find a hiding place before night settled, but not knowing where to turn. Someone or something was hunting me. Something fierce and deadly. I knew it, but I couldn’t see it. My faceless enemy pursued me and I had to keep running as fast as I could, panting and whimpering all the way.
Childhood fears
Fear was my hunter. The fear of abandonment, in particular. Fear gripped me the day my daddy left when I was four, huddled on my bed and crying, laying the first bricks of protection for the walls in my heart. That fear held on tight for thirty-three more Aprils.
June 1995 Journal Entry from the Beach
Adapted from my journal, written in Gulf Shores, Alabama
I’ve gone to many places where I feel hopelessly alone, a speck among the masses of life. I always feel bitterly afraid and angry, wishing there was something more, something real. And here I feel alone, but in a different way.