On Fridays we write with gusto, unselfconscious and flat out. You know the drill.
1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. Please visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments.
OK, are you ready? Give me your best five minutes on:
She kicks the blanket off and winds herself in tangles of princess pajamas and stuffed animals. Her perfect lips are puckered by her cheek squishing into her pillow pet, as if waiting for a kiss to wake her. At peace.
It gets cold at night in Oregon. I tuck blankets back around her tiny frame. Cover all the parts that would get chilled as the temperature drops through the night. I don’t want that peace to be broken by chilled toes.
Sometimes together means tucking in the edges. Sometimes it means making sure that the cold doesn’t chill bones, and souls and leave someone waking to the dark sting of night.
Sometimes it means that love covers a multitude of sins.
That the weakest most desperate parts of ourselves are insulated by warm hands and that while we were exposed, we were also covered. In prayer, in solidarity, in understanding and compassion. In friendship.
Love covers. Love lets us rest. At peace even when it’s the coldest dark.
We know we are covered in God sized grace and mercy through His blood, but do we also know that we are covered when we are together? When we do together right? When it’s right, no one gets cold.
Thanks to my friends, old and new who helped cover my heart this week as I struggle through certain issues in my life. You make together, right.