Well, hello there. It’s only been a month. I’ve been so busy that my little bitty blog kind of gets ignored. I’m sorry about that.
So I’m jumping back in to writing with Five Minute Friday. I’ll write on the prompt tonight and then tomorrow, I’ll try to write a catch up post. A lot has happened in a month.
So Five Minute Friday is hosted over at the Five Minute Friday blog. She gives us a one word prompt that we all write on for 5 minutes at a time, no editing. Then you go back to her blog, you link up and you comment on the post ahead of you. Let me think… I think that’s all of the important things. Link, prompt, blog, comment… Yep, that’s it.
Today’s prompt is SECRET.
I have a secret. I have a huge sweet tooth. Of course, that’s probably obvious if you’ve ever met me. My size sort of gives it away. But I love candy.
I have a secret. I love to take pictures of people. I’m not that great at it, but I love doing it. I’ve been taking pictures for what feels like a long time. It’s fun to see where I used to be, and where I’m coming up to.
I have a secret. I watch R-rated movies sometimes. The language is rough, and there’s a lot of unnecessary violence usually. But sometimes there is a good story buried in there.
I have a secret. I have always wanted to be a writer. But I’ve never had anyone tell me my writing is good. I have a dreadful fear of green ink because of the editing an English teacher did.
I have a secret. I fight depression. It’s more than just feeling “sad” at times. It can be an overwhelming crushing weight on my soul. I often have to remind myself of why I am still around and why I still choose to live.
I have a secret. I am a sinner. My sin doesn’t look like your sin. That’s because it’s my sin. I will own what I have done wrong. I confess it before God.
And because He loves me, He forgives me. Not because of anything I did, but because of who He is. He is the Lord of all. He sent Jesus to take my punishment. And Jesus paid that price. And then he rose up out of that grave.
And that’s not a secret. That is something I will shout from the rooftops. Jesus loves me and I love him! Thank you Jesus. Thank you.