Five Minute Friday: Jump

Five minute Friday.
Write. Don't check, or edit, just write for the pure love of it.
The prompt is
JUMP

GO:
I sat reading all the posts.
Jump is today's word.
My first thought was being 70ft up in Derbyshire.
Not so much as a jump as a shuffle.
But I was so high up.
And I daren't look down.
Even to find my foothold....

Just jump.

And today I ran.
For the first time in years.
I've thought about it.
Read about it.
Talked about it.
Procrastinated over it.
But today I did it.

Just jump....

And my writing?
Well that's been a bit quiet if I'm honest.
But as I read other people's posts about hop-scotch and puddles...
These great writers who seem to see right into my heart and mind
And write what they find...
I can't write like they can.
But they encourage me,
Love me,
Inspire me...

Just jump....

Jump when you don't know how secure the landing is.
Jump when you feel afraid.
Jump when you're not sure what God is saying.
Jump when you don't know what the future holds.
Just jump.

STOP 5 mins is up.

Comments

Pitterle Postings said…
So, so, true. We all have times we are afraid. There is so much we miss by not trusting and just jumping out into the frey!
19 April 2013 at 17:11
~Maxine~ said…
You did great! Love you post... Thanks for sharing.
jumping in from five minute friday.
19 April 2013 at 17:27
Karen Sandford said…
Thank you to both of you!
20 April 2013 at 00:11
Denise said…
You did a great job jumping, bless you.
20 April 2013 at 07:39
L. Hedgecock said…
Inspiring. Thanks!

Laura Hedgecock
http://www.TreasureChestofMemories.com
http://www.Twitter.com/LauraLHedgecock
20 April 2013 at 22:41
Karen Sandford said…
Thank you for the encouragement!
23 April 2013 at 18:21
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