It’s that lovely day of the week when we all gather together, read a blog post by the lovely Lisa-Jo and then head off to our corners to write our own. The rules are simple:
- You have FIVE (5) minutes to write – no editing, no backtracking, just write.
- Link back to Lisa-Jo’s blog, The Gypsy Mama so you can share your words with a lovely community of writers
- Visit a link from the link-up and leave some encouragement for another writer (I often think this is the best part as I find myself reading words at places I never would have found any other way!)
This week’s prompt is:
ROAR
Usually we have rough winters. We see a load of snow, sometimes as early as October it begins to pile up substantially; we see temperatures drop to the low -20s for much of the season, with a few weeks of warmer weather and often a week or two of -40 or so.
But this year has been different. We’ve seen hardly any snow – in fact, warmer places were seeing their first snowfall before we did – and now the sun and rain have melted much of our snow into ice. Very unusual.
It reminds me of the saying about March sometimes coming in like a lion and going out like a lamb. That’s how winter usually is. But not this season. No, not this time.
And I wonder if that’s a sign of changes to come still – as a magnetic north pole slowly shifts away from true north. I know that He’s got it all under control, though.
I know there are many things I don’t know. And in that lack of knowledge I do not fear. I trust that there is a time coming, maybe even in my generation, where all that will matter is Who I know, not what.
And so while I see there is a sort of roaring going on around me, near and far, I’m sitting comfortably in the quiet, just observing for the time being. I know my time to move will come soon enough and I’m just going to rest a little longer while I still have that chance.
If you’re roaring into this new year, may He bless you and keep you as you go.
Ugh, that was harder than I wanted it to be today. I don’t usually find this so difficult – I marinate a plot in my head before I start and the words just tend to flow. I really had to pick at words today, to dig for them.
Perhaps just further evidence of where I’m at.
