From The Gypsy Mama Blog
For only five short, bold, beautiful minutes. Unscripted and unedited. We just writewithout worrying if it’s just right or not.
For only five short, bold, beautiful minutes. Unscripted and unedited. We just writewithout worrying if it’s just right or not.
- 1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. Most importantly: leave a comment for the person who linked up before you – encouraging them in their writing!
Grateful
I am grateful for many tangible things on this earth. I have
the best husband in the world, the sweetest most supportive family, and the
kindest and steadfast friends a girl could hope for. Hugging their necks, holding
their hands, sharing life over dinner, or grabbing a coffee together—these are
the real ways I can love on these tangible people.
But I am grateful for intangibles, too. I am grateful for my
Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, the Godhead three-in-one, and the fellowship of
believers.
I am also eternally grateful for music.
Where would I be without it? Very few things can change my
mood as quickly and effectively as a song. Very few things can express the
thoughts or yearnings of my heart the way a song can. Words can be so limiting—but
words and melody can come together to compensate for the burden I sometimes
feel stirring in my soul.
Music is my muse. Music is my inspiration. Music
makes ordinary things seem extraordinary—riding to school on the tube, doing
the dishes, dinner with my sweetheart. Music can represent the best and worst
of things simultaneously and still be beautiful.
Music appeals to the dancer in
me—the dancer that will exist long after the days of dancing, when I am stooped
and arthritic.
Music brings color to my world when circumstance threatens to
bleed it dry, leaving only shades of gray.
Music is incredible—its depth and its intricacies—and for
it, I am grateful.
