Cheer- five Minute Friday

"These things I have spoken to you, that in Me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation; but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world." (NKJV)

I was anything but of good cheer last night. I began my first pottery class thinking it would be relaxing art therapy. I was anything but relaxed. I couldn't make anything on the wheel! I had to start over THREE TIMES!

I had no idea how much skill and patience is required for such a task. It was the first of several classes. Our goal is to make 150 soup bowls to be used in a fall fundraiser. I'm not off to a good start. At least by the end though I was able to get and keep the clay centered.

Interesting to learn the clay resists, as it wants to maintain its original shape and form, but be of good cheer. A skilled potter makes something beautiful out of it and this is just the beginning.

STOP

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Expect-Five Minute Friday

Our new prompt this week is .........Expect

Each day something 

unexpected happens

Perhaps it's a bright goldfinch or 

red cardinal

darting across the road as you're driving

to or from work

Perhaps a person you haven't seen in

quite sometime

Perhaps being reunited with family members 

you haven't seen in umpteen years because

of somebody else's feud in the family

Some are little, some are BIG things

BUT 

       then there are the expectations we have when someone

                            let's us 

down

They don't follow through,

               instead

they 

           drop

 the ball 

and everything we expected becomes

                darkened, tarnished

And we are hurt because our expectations

were

               b-r-o-k-e-n


Expect 


                                                                       the 

unexpected

STOP

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Grow-Five Minute Friday

"Mary, Mary quite contrary how does your garden grow? 

With silver bells and cockle shells and pretty maids all in a row."

What's in my garden? 

What's in yours? 

What do we want to grow there?

I was digging up weeds the other night and pulling out long roots. I found Sammy Snail snacking away, too. Never good for anything, but perhaps what I am most challenged by is the question of, "What do I want to grow into?"

Who will I be for the rest of my life?

Do you remember Jabba the Hutts pet? He cackled and squealed with delight when others were caught by the mobster alien. He loved to gloat. It just oozed out of him. 

When I see and hear others take that stance, it is like the yucky weeds and snails in my garden. It only brings destruction to the place of beauty my garden is meant to be.

Stop!

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Miss-Five Minute Friday

I read this week's prompt early this morning and set my timer for five minutes before letting the ink and my thoughts flow. Later in the day I saw a former neighbor of the apartment complex I used to live in. She informed me that one of the seniors in our complex passed away months ago. I didn't know until today. 

Thus I missed the service, I missed the opportunity to say good bye and I missed my last opportunity to bring him homemade banana bread around the holidays. Life was so hectic for me last December, I just didn't get to baking anything for anyone. I thought about baking for the new year and dropping by to visit Tony, my former neighbor, but again didn't get it. I missed it! It is done and I am reminded again to do things when I think of them and make more time for people.

Tony was a friendly WWII veteran in his late eighties or nineties, who loved to sun bathe and smoke big cigars. He also loved to help water the flowers I planted while I lived there. He was quite a character and I have missed his friendly spirit and just having someone to chat about the weather with. He loved to talk and help people when he could. He was a great security system as he kept track of everything and everybody. I am thankful for the time I knew him, his service to our country and his friendly spirit. Tonight I am missing an old neighbor, but I am also thinking of what flowed early this morning when I read this week's prompt. 

Here is what I came up with earlier:

Missed a spot

Go back and wipe it again

Missed or dodged a bullet

Could've been a close one

Miss a meeting or a birthday

Anyone can forget or overlook

Missing family

Dad's been gone over three years now

Miss the sunshine

Rain every darn day this week

Miss the hugs

Not everyone gives bear hugs like Dad

Miss long talks and cooking with a friend

She's been too busy to call or text

Miss Jesus with skin on

He died and ascended

His disciples never saw Him again

STOP

I pray that I will miss less opportunities and be able to prioritize better. Once someone is gone, they're gone.

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