When I write every Friday with the Five Minute Friday gang I don't read others posts until my post is finished. The word prompt percolates in my head until I can respond in a honest way. Celebrate is a word that is weighted with action. I visualize entertaining, cooking and cleaning. I feel bad about that. Surely there is more to celebrate. What if the little acts I do are also a from of celebration. Like driving to the water this morning to celebrate the light.
The path is not left or right, but towards the light
Or feeling the Holy Spirit whisper that I am loved. I need to celebrate when I actually hear the music. Life is so much more than learning what to do and when.
I write on Fridays with a large group who inspire me. Only five minutes and without much thought to perfection. I write, prompted by one word that sends my thoughts to the keyboard and hopefully make sense.