Today’s Five minute Friday prompt word is Could. You can join in the fun here: https://fiveminutefriday.com As a writing community we write for 5 minutes(ish) no perfection or edits, the words just flow.
I could of been a doctor, lawyer or teacher, If I only tried harder at school, I could of been a pastor, minister or missionary, If I decided bible school was my thing. I could be 6ft tall if nature didn't have it's way, 4ft 11" is good enough for me. I could of been rich if I had that one idea, An entrepreneur, celebrity or more.
But coulda, shoulda, woulda is only a mindset, I am rich in ways beyond this world, I have health and family, And most importantly, a God that loves me so.
My identity is in Christ, And nothing else. I am defined by Jesus not anything else. Could does not exist in a person of love and forgiveness. I am who I am, Faults and all, Created to love and share Jesus to all. I could be anything in this world, But I chose to follow Jesus, And do best I can do, to show his love, grace and mercy along the way, Spreading the gospel in every way.
Whatever normal is, it still isn’t here. Stuck in a pandemic with a new season approaching. COVID has made the year go fast and it won’t stop the year changing seasons. So for people like me who love summer and can feel it slipping away here is a poem to help us cling to joy.
It's only late summer, August not quite ended. So why am I letting it bother me so? Stealing my joy with autumn pending.
The nights are getting longer, The daylight hours shorter. Counting down to the shortest day, Instead of making the most of the sun, And all the fun it brings.
Leaves are turning golden brown, And falling all around. The summer heat fading fast, Faithful when in need.
There is no reason I should feel this way, Doom and depression, try seeping into cracks.
Seasons come and seasons go, But my God remains the same. So faithful,providing joy, My strength,my hope,my all.
Whatever the season, Jesus fill me with your joy. Let the dark fade to dust, And light shine all around.
Let the reds,golds and browns of autumn leaves sparkle, Let them crack and snap as we snuggle and jump on them.
May the crisp air bring the stars, Lights leading us home, As we countdown to Christmas, Celebrating your birth.
Summer,autumn,spring And winter, Jesus your our only king, With us every day, helping us find the way, And providing limitless joy.
What happened to your cross Jesus, After your body was taken down. Did it stand there for days, months and years, Symbolic of all you did. Did your haters,the people that deny you, Dipose of it straight away, Scared of knowing what it meant, That you alone are Lord.
Is your cross in heaven? I'm sure you don't need it there. Your cross is an earthly thing and lives inside my heart. It reminds me of all you've done, Taking away my sin. This came at such a cost, Your life, for me in eternity.
I look at my cross today, The grace I don't deserve. Such a grateful heart, That reflects only a fraction of yours. Let your cross shine within me, In everything I do, Sharing your truth and gift of grace, That is free to all.
Life seems to be a battle at the moment. Too many grey clouds in my head. The enemy has found a crack in my armour, An arrow of lies seeping into my mind.
But lies have no substance, And aren't from my God. A God who sent his Son for me, to die for truth and liberty.
A lie binds and holds you back. It has no basis, no love no future. It wants to keep me chained & depressed. Making me think lifes no good. Making me think I'm no good.
I call out for my saviour, Let him remove the fear, With a cross of love,accepted in my heart so sincere. A weapon to smash all chains, so that I can see the truth appear.
I am more than Ok,happy and blessed. The fuzziness starts to fade in my head, as I remember I am so loved. I am unique, not like you, and for that matter you are not like me, For we are all created and loved individually.
The truth can only smash the lies, As I pray for the fruit of the Spirit, To bring me joy, peace patience and more, And the clouds in my head disappear.
I am a child of God, loved, blessed, free and held. I am only encouraged by all the truth brings, As I open my eyes and let the light in. Let me be the lamp of encouragement, I was made to be.
So if your feeling low today, Know that you are special,loved and free. You are worth EVERYTHING to the one who set you free. Tell the lies you are worth it all the the man who died on the cross for you.
For we cannot do anything against the truth, but only for the truth.
A weary soul in need of rest A walk with God in the countryside A short drive to the south downs To walk and take in nature.
Our walk around Petworth Starts inside the town Historic and dramatic, The walls of the estate, proudly standing tall.
Into the country we go, The rolling hills and woodland, Breathing in the beauty, Resting in the woodland shade.
The thing about nature, Is you cannot compare yourself to it, There is no jealously from flower to flower. You accept the individuality, And find the beauty within.
With nature there is no black and white, No discrimination but lots of diversity, You accept each flower, tree and animal, Not ovethinking, Purpose and individuality.
Sometimes our souls Just need to be refreshed, And we need to look at others like we look at nature. No judging just accepting And let God do his thing By his Holy Spirit, Let us be creative So we can accept indivuality And blossom and bloom like nature.
L. T July 2020
“In nature, nothing is perfect and everything is perfect. Trees can be contorted, bent in weird ways, and they’re still beautiful.”