All posts written as part of the Five Minute Friday group.

Canada Day: From Darkness to Blessing

 

// When homesickness hits, it hits hard. This was a tough week. Canada’s 150th Birthday, Erwin in Australia with Raelynne, Joshua in Canada, and I’m here in South Africa with David and Rachel and a good case of FOMO.

What a week to have “Blessing” as our Five Minute Friday prompt-word.

“My Goodness! What is wrong with me? I feel like I’m auditioning for a Lego Batman character… ‘Darkness. Blacked-out windows. No parents… I only dress in black, and dark shades of grey.’ The celebrations back home will be nothing short of epic. And I’m so homesick I can hardly breathe.”

For two days, the melancholy threatened to swallow me whole. I tried to write. I tried to read. I tried my best to see the glass half-full. But the loneliness was more than I could bear.

If I could’ve put my mood to music, it would’ve sounded a lot like “The Batman Song” from The Lego Movie. Have you seen it yet?

Darkness / No parents / Continued darkness / More darkness, get it? / The opposite of light / Black hole / Curtains drawn / In the basement / Middle of the night / Blacked-out windows / Other places that are dark / Black suit / Black coffee / You get it, that’s just the first verse

Darkness / No parents / Super rich / Kinda makes it better

Had it not been for the fact that I had promised to host a Canada Day Party at our house on Saturday night, I would’ve stayed in bed under the covers.    Read more

Slow and Steady Won the Race – Don’t quit!

//  “Slow and Steady won the race.”

Do you remember the story about The Tortoise and the Hare? How different would it have turned out had the tortoise chosen to have a real pity party instead of plodding away, step-by-step?

“It’s not faaaaaaair. My legs are too slow. My shell is too heavyyyy.”

Can you imagine?

“There are rocks in my waaaay.”

Can you see the path lined with forest animals gathered for the event? Go, rabbit! Go!

“Slow downnnnnn. You’re going too faaast.”

Perhaps the spectators would smile with pity at the cumbersome creature.

“I don’t waaant to.”

Or perhaps they’d roll their eyes at the pathetic underdog.

“I can’t do it.”

Either way, the tale wouldn’t have had the same impact, would it?

“I quit.”

Thank goodness, that wasn’t the moral of this story. Slow and Steady does indeed win the race.    Read more

Worthy: Not Even Oprah Can You Make You Feel This Good

//  I wandered around the room feeling a bit like Oprah. Microphone in hand, and looking for the first volunteer to speak.

But the room was quiet, so quiet. Was anyone listening? Had I communicated clearly? God, You need to do this.”

The mood was set, the message delivered. I knew that Holy Spirit was working deep things into the hearts and souls of these precious women.

But it was so quiet.

I felt Father say, “Shhhhh, just wait.”

So I walked. And prayed. I could hear sniffles and quiet weeping.

“Father, speak to Your girls. They need to hear what You say about them. Erase the lies. Speak truth.”

The lights were dimmed, soft music coming from the keyboard, and Holy Spirit was working.

Don’t rush. Old labels were being removed, and new identities were being spoken.

Then one hand went up. What she said was like refreshing rain to a dry ground and unlocked a wave of hope throughout the room.     Read more