one girl's journey to let go of the rulebook and embrace her already abundant life

Five Minutes on Empty

I think about foam cups filled with dirt. names on masking tape. All align in the window.

The seed went in a day ago. Then a week. Yet still they sit. Empty.

I want a sign of life. Truth be told, I’d prefer the harvest. Now, please.

I’m not good with the empty. Full is so much, well, fuller. And who doesn’t long for a full life. A full experience. A full cup. Overflowing.

Why do I forget empty is part of the process? Empty to fill. And that what looks empty may really be a miracle just not yet ready to be revealed.

God loves to work behind the empty.

Just look what he did with an empty tomb.

Note: Yes, I know it’s Monday. But it’s never the wrong time to write and reflect.

Join the 5-minute movement at The Gypsy Momma in her 5-Minute Friday challenge. Each week she posts a word. Set your timer for 5 minutes and just write. No stopping. No editing. Only 5 minutes. Just my style!


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