When I first heard the Five Minute Friday prompt for this week was WANT, I thought I knew what I was going to write about. But then my days got away from me and rather than write on Friday, I’m writing on Monday, and since Friday a senseless act of violence has occurred in our nation. Again. This is still a five minute free write. My original thought on the word “want” is still woven into these words. But my heart and soul are in a different place. I couldn’t say nothing.
I didn’t finish in five minutes, so “//“ indicates start and stop for the five minutes. I still free-wrote the rest. It just wasn’t finished when the timer went off 😀
//It’s difficult to know what to say to your child when they ask why. “Why are you crying, Mama?”
Oh, baby girl. Each tear is a prayer.
A prayer for this world I wanted you to come into. A world I welcomed you and your brother into. A world I pray we bring more children into. Something I never thought I would pray and something I am tempted to not pray when things like Orlando happen.
Then I remember each tear I pray.
I want this world to know Jesus. And my children are born to be Satan crushers.
I want my children to know peace. I may not get this, but they can know soul-peace.
I want people to love each other. No matter what they look like or who they are. We are covered in the fingerprints of God. Each of us moulded by His masterful fingers.
How can you look someone in the eye and not wish them well? What lies have your soul been fed that you have gorged on hate?
I want my children to live without fear. Only the God of love can give them that. Even in the face of the inexplicable we can live without fear knowing that in this world we will have trouble, but Christ has overcome the world.
I’ve been there. Locked in a room with no exit. Not knowing when and where help will come from. But I knew in that room just like I know now that my help comes from the Lord.//
I want my children to know and my neighbors to know and the people who fundamentally disagree with me in every way to know they are loved by a God who set this world in motion with a word. They are loved by a God who chose them to be knit together in their mother’s womb. They are loved by a God who came and lived among us and died among us and for us and lives forever. They are loved.
He has given me my children and He has given my children and my neighbors and the people I know who fundamentally disagree with me, me. So I will cry my prayers of want to the God of I AM. He hears me.
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