I’m joining the Gypsy Mama and her Five Minute Fridays. Rules are: for only five short, bold, beautiful minutes. Unscripted and unedited. We just write without worrying if it’s just right or not. Won’t you join us?
It’s unusually warm and windy today and thoughts rush through my mind mimicking the roar of the wind outside.
As I reflect on my 2012 word, courageous, and how it’s already impacted my year, I come to realize that acts of courage can come in whispers and in roars.
Whispers tell me to get up earlier, put on my running shoes and complete my mile-a-day.
Whispers tell me to try new recipes, cook at home more, eat out less.
Whispers tell me to take some quiet time, reflect on my readings, explore more devotions (like Grace for the Good Girl)
in the middle of all the whispers is a single, constant roar.
A roar of change, that is screaming to be satisfied. A roar that has been yelling for quite some time
And I know, this is the year to see it through, the make the arching change, to take the leap of faith
to follow all the whispers.
There’s a big change comeing my way in the next few months, and it’s not going to be easy.
Sometimes being courageous and doing what’s best for me is the most difficult.
But when it’s over, I’ll be the one roaring – with happiness.