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Five Minute Friday: HERO

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Welcome to post for FIVE MINUTE FRIDAYS with Lisa Jo Baker!

About 5 Minute Fridays:
1. Write for 5 minutes flat. No editing. No backtracking. No overthinking. (OK, maybe just a little.)
2. Link back to Lisa Jo’s site: LisaJoBaker.com
3. Visit the person before you and leave a comment to encourage them.

Today’s prompt: HERO

Unassuming, quietly learning a new way of life. A life without the one he pledge his life to. For better or for worse. There were better times, but the worse was far worse than anyone could have imagined as they exchanged vows.

Vows were exchanged. Vows were kept. Tears were shed. Still being shed.

Life can be so hard.

He clings to the one who created him. His heart steady…even in the dark places.

Now alone, he creates a new life for the life the love created. The two struggle to find a new normal, a new path, a new life. They cling to each other, each a hero to the other.

Heroes created from destruction and pain.

But heroes just the same.

Five Minute Friday – After

5-minute-friday-11. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking. (OK, I have to edit, I just do.) 2. Link back here and invite others to join in. 3. Then visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments.

Please give me your best five minutes on:

AFTER…

Happily ever after… came but not how I expected it. I am happy and it is after. But not like the fairy tales I’d read where the boy and girl “live happily ever after”. They lived together after. That didn’t happen for me.

But even though my after did not turn out as expected, I do have an after. And just like any kind of disaster, there is hope and new growth in the after. The plants that grow after a volcano has erupted. The new life that comes after winter when everything “dies” for awhile.

My after brought laughter and joy and a better relationship with those I love. My family. My children. My friends. All sweeter because of what happened before the after.

So yes, I am living “happily ever after” … but writing my own fairy tale with God as my hero. And the good part about that is he’ll never leave.

Five Minute Friday – Remember

5-minute-friday-11. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking. (OK, I have to edit, I just do.) 2. Link back here and invite others to join in. 3. Then visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments.

Please give me your best five minutes on:

REMEMBER…

Photo courtesy of Tomasz Tuszko on Flickr

Photo courtesy of Tomasz Tuszko on Flickr

It was a Sunday and I, of course, was at church. There because my parents drove me there as they did every Sunday. And Wednesday. And any other time the doors were open.

Sitting in the back the tears came. I was on the right looking up at the choir. Sitting there as a teenager in high school feeling as though my world was ending. I’d kept it together for weeks but the stress wore me down and all I could do was cry. And then I caught his eye.

Before I knew it he was out of the choir and I was ushered into the hallway. That part happened so quickly. My memory fails me at that part – of how I actually made it out of the sanctuary. The arms that wrapped around me that morning let me know that I was not alone. That he could be trusted with my secret. He had come down from the choir in the middle of a service. For those of you not raised in a Baptist Church a LONG time ago you probably won’t get the weight of that moment. I knew it. He knew it. But he did that for me anyway. His voice would be missed and questions would be asked as he approached a sobbing teenager.

My thoughts spilled out as I recalled all that was weighing on my heart. He listened. And hugged. And rescued me from something I couldn’t do myself.

He’s been doing that for years and for that he’s my hero. Just when life seems to want to swallow me up… in comes the one God entrusted me to… my dad.

Oh how I remember that morning in a baptist church in Brazoria, TX.