{Reviving my old love of writing just for the fun of it... joining up again with Five minute Friday}
We write for five minutes with no edits or do overs. We just write with a prompt for the love of the words. This week's word..
Define.
Go...
I JUST had a conversation with someone I love about what defines us. How careful we should be before we finish that thought. What defines you? Have you ever thought of that? If you had to write out a Miriam Webster's Definition, what would it be? If you have any social media profile at all, you may have had to think of this a bit to get some of who you are to fit in a little caption under your picture. But is that ever even really accurate? What defines me? I glance up at the title of my blog and I'm smiling. So many times I've gone to change that... but... I can't. There is NO other title that I want to define who I am. Even though I can often forget, I AM my Father's Daughter. I am that before I am anything else. And I wholeheartedly pray that I can live up to that definition, even just a little bit.
Isaiah 64:8
But now, O Lord, you are our Father; we are the clay, and you are our potter; we are all the work of your hand.
Stop.
Want to join us?? Click the pic and get back to writing for the Love.
We write for five minutes with no edits or do overs. We just write with a prompt for the love of the words. This week's word..
Define.
Go...
I JUST had a conversation with someone I love about what defines us. How careful we should be before we finish that thought. What defines you? Have you ever thought of that? If you had to write out a Miriam Webster's Definition, what would it be? If you have any social media profile at all, you may have had to think of this a bit to get some of who you are to fit in a little caption under your picture. But is that ever even really accurate? What defines me? I glance up at the title of my blog and I'm smiling. So many times I've gone to change that... but... I can't. There is NO other title that I want to define who I am. Even though I can often forget, I AM my Father's Daughter. I am that before I am anything else. And I wholeheartedly pray that I can live up to that definition, even just a little bit.
Isaiah 64:8
But now, O Lord, you are our Father; we are the clay, and you are our potter; we are all the work of your hand.
Stop.
Want to join us?? Click the pic and get back to writing for the Love.
Melinda,
ReplyDeleteI am your neighbour at FMFParty. Great look at define. Similar to mine but different. Love the title of your blog. We are our Father's Daughters.
Blessings,
Janis