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Friday, August 2, 2013

Story - Five Minute Friday

I read of journeys long and friendships deep over black steaming cups of tea or coffee.  There are benches where neighbors gather to stay in community with each other.  They build their story together and find that there’s not so much different after all.

But, what if your life is more like the traveling roadshow, each performance a different story for each hamlet you enter, pitch a tent, and then leave?  Who goes deep and wide with you there?

What if all the chapters put together are like a read-along book on repeat with small hidden tracks tucked in after long pauses.  Who is there to see the epic that gets covered over by the mundane?

Is that the purpose of the written word? To give permanence to the fleeting that everyone missed but you?  How else will they know if you don’t tell your story? How will you know mine?

Time.


For five minutes we let the words flow, link arms and encourage our neighbors.  The joy becomes contagious and we keep whispering hope and appreciation down the line.  Join us here, won’t you?

Five Minute Friday

23 comments:

  1. "What if all the chapters put together are like a read-along book on repeat with small hidden tracks tucked in after long pauses. Who is there to see the epic that gets covered over by the mundane?"

    I love this, and how it makes the gears start turning. I think of how "same" day after day is, how easily we go through the motions. What if God is granting us "epic" every day if we're only willing to not miss the fleeting moments? That's why I like to write, to remember, because so much grace is missed and forgotten otherwise.

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    1. So true, and i wasn't even considering the epic in the everyday. Thank you for that precious reminder. Blessed by your words here today.

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  2. I just love how we can share our stories on our blogs. It has been a blessing for me as I get to 'know' others as they share from their hearts. So many blogging friendships have blossomed simply from each of us writing our stories.

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    1. The same is true for me. I hope that you have had the chance to meet some of them in real life as I have. It's amazing how well you can get to know someone without ever meeting in person. So glad you stopped by.

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  3. It's funny how sometimes my own family members learn new things about me from reading my blog posts. I guess I tell different parts of different stories in different ways.

    Visiting from FMF. Have a great weekend!

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    1. So glad you stopped by, Rabia! I think you are so right about how we share different versions of our stories.(Un)Fortunately no one in my family reads this. :)

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  4. As usual, you are on to something here, girl!
    oh how I love you so.
    writing slows it all down, don't you think? helps us see wider...deeper...more intimately. I like to think so, anyway.

    and for the record: there is nothing mundane about you!

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    1. Oh, Nikki, I should write more often just for your amazing encouragement! (Too needy?) Writing definitely slows it all down, telling our stories also allows us to listen at the same time. Just wish I could give you a big ole hug!!

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  5. this is why i blog! thank you for putting it in such neat words. how will they know if we don't write it down and so what if it is mundane?

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    1. Yay, Karrie! I hope that you find encouragement to keep on telling every bit of your story!

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  6. Yes! I think that's one of the things I love about writing. It slows those moments and builds connections even when the day to day seems to bury all the epic. Story gives us a chance for depth that isn't there when we're skimming surfaces. I've missed you, lady! So good to be here again.

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    1. Alia, it is soooo good to see your name and have your words here and there fill my heart. I have missed you terribly! Going deep takes time, energy and commitment, doesn't it? Would love to journey there with you!

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  7. So Much Yes from this journalers' heart! I write to remember... to remind... and to refresh those moments that have faded, or went unnoticed by others - but never by Him! Love this!

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    1. This former journaler wrote to work through and spill what couldn't come through my voice. I've never gone back to read, but I know I was heard by my Father. You bless me, girl!

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  8. Dear Amy
    It is not easy when you move around a lot and start telling a whole new story where you settle down.
    Luv XX
    Mia

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    1. You get that, don't you, Mia? It's hard to start a history and not want to overwhelm with the past. So happy that you stopped by today.

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  9. Such poignant and honest questions. May He continue to use your words and gifts to sew together those loose threads of fabric into perfect wholeness in him. Blessings to you.

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    1. Thank you! I love a good analogy and you speak straight to my heart when it's about sewing! Thoroughly blessed by your visit today.

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  10. This is the whole reason I came back to blogging today... I have a story and I want to tell it, even if no one really listens It may just inspire one person.. :)

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    1. My heart swells reading this, Rachel! You never know who that one person may be. Keep telling your story, no one else can do it.

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  11. Awesome post sister. I love your perspective on this. Thank you for sharing your thoughts and your voice with us. You ROCK!!

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  12. I have truly loved reading all of the amazing stories I find through blogging. So many have personally touched me and brought healing. So thankful for your story my friend.

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  13. I love not just being able to read the stories I found during blogging but also the hearts of the ones that write them. I am so thankful for your beautiful story.

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