Today I am joining Lisa-Jo and others for the 5 Minute Friday where we are given a word prompt and write for just 5 minutes simply for the joy of writing. No editing or backtracking necessary. No need to be perfect. Just words freely flowing from my heart to yours.
She walks in the door, not making eye contact with anyone. What if they don’t like her? What if their first impression of her turns them away? She desires so much to be welcomed in, to be a part of the inner circle. Yet she fears that she wears her heart on her sleeve, that the very depth of the hidden pain and depression would be worn for all of them to see.
So she isolates, not wanting to disappoint, not wanting to be a bother, not wanting to interrupt their laughter with her tears. She is broken, bruised, torn and everything within her wants to scream “do you see me?” Yet she remains silent. For the very fears that keep her from being her true self are speaking louder than before now,
She clings to her chair, with head hung low and tears freely falling now. She stares at the wall. Feeling as if she will faint she rises and rushes to the door. She longs to catch her breath.
Finally outside, just her and the coolness of the wind, she walks towards the light. For it beckons her to come. She is mesmerized by the lit path before her. Perhaps there is someone on the other side who cares, who will welcome her in, who will love her for who she really is.
*If I can be honest, I wasn’t sure how this one would go. I just started typing, without thinking and this is what came out of my heart. This one was me before Christ, never feeling loved, accepted or approved of. The light is Christ, who welcomed me in on the other side of the lit path.