didn’t think I’d be posting tonight, but there is just something about community I can’t resist. And when a bunch of gals who just can’t get enough of God’s heart get together and want to ask Him for words to write. . .Well, now, that’s speaking my language.
Trusting Him. With our words. With our hearts. With our minds. With our imaginations. I desire more of that kind of heart, girls. Don’t you?
Which is why I am joining in with Lisa-Jo’s community of Five-Minute Friday writers and seeing what happens when I read a prompt and type straight on, for five minutes.
The prompt is JUMP.
I tell you I want more of You and I wait for You to answer. You whisper in love-notes scrawled on lined white. I desire less of me, more of You–my words meaningless unless I write from a true place. I can do no one any good unless I listen to your heart for me, first.
Which is why I tell you I agree I must die.
You tell me how much you love these girls of Yours who come. You know their names. You know how they long to hear Your voice and need to be gathered up and how I long to be a part of a community that is authentic and raw and unafraid to say the hard things.
I am tired of hiding.
I am tired of pretending.
I am tired of silence and trying to say the “right” thing.
I want truth. I want hope. I want to listen first and follow second. I want to feel the texture of Your hand, know the sway of your robe as You walk, showing the way.
I will go where You go. I will trust You. You begin in me again and the jump into faith that you invite me into, with You, is always where I most want to be.
STOP I’m over at More to Be today sharing about sisterhood. I would love to hear your heart about what sisterhood means to you, my sister and friend.