5 Minute Friday: Worship

We're a whole bunch of crazy writers who take five minutes each week to let our hair down. Because buttoned up and tidy writing can be good, but a whole lot of goodness can come from writing like no one is looking. It is the once a week way that we all show that we can write LIKE A BOSS (that was for you Lisa-Jo).

My 5 minutes on "Worship"

I step on a soggy mushy goldfish and recoil in disgust. Who knows how long it has been on the floor waiting to squish between my toes. My eyes scan the floor and the sea of toys, empty sippy cups, books and dust covers all the way to the horizon.  I creek tired neck joints and find my daughter's brown eyes with my own. She grins wild and dances in place, all joy.

I'm the one looking down tired and worn. She's the one looking up hopeful with glee.
The difference in our attitude is often simply the difference in perspective.

When we look down the world narrows and becomes small. When the neck cranes upward the skies expanse fills our senses. The God made mountains whisper for us to look up to the hills and He promises that there we will find strength. There we will find Him.

But we content ourselves with mud puddles and cracked earth. We content ourselves to look down at all we don't have instead of raising our eyes to all that we do have. All that is worthy of eyes filled with hope and glee.

He is the Mt. Everest of hope. He is the K2 of a Coming King full of grace.