First time for everything, today I'm joining in the five minute Friday writing community over at Lisa Jo Baker's site where we write for five minutes flat on the given prompt. Today's prompt: Voice
I don't always know what is, this voice of mine. I write in the quiet, in the stolen moments and the deliberate moments. A little oasis of calm and sorting of thoughts.
It doesn't seem to fit into any one catagory, and I don't know how to label it. The box lid doesn't always fit.
But I write still.
To capture the moments, if for no other audience then myself. To remember what they wore, how they looked and how simple yet complex life with two little girls can be.
I sort out my ponderings, many just sit in drafts, afraid to be that honest and real out in the big world of the published blog post.
But this is my voice. I can't not write.
I write to find clarity, to inspire others, to share snippets of life.
I write for myself, and in being true to myself I find my voice.
I listen to His voice, the still small quiet voice. And remember that to everything there is a season, it won't always be twisting thoughts and wonderings.
And through it all, I write. And I find my voice.