Take a deep breath. You made it. It’s Friday.

Got five minutes? Let’s write. Let’s write in shades of real and brave and unscripted.
Let’s just write and not worry if it’s just right or not.

1. Write for 5 minutes flat for pure unedited love of the written word.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. Get a little crazy with encouragement for the five minuter who linked up before you.

It’s a great way to catch your breath at the end of a long week. And it gives me a chance to give one of you a little somethin’ somethin’ from DaySpring, who I love more than cotton candy – and yea, that’s a lot!

Last week the God Gives Every Day a Beauty of its Own Tote went to Five Minute Artist #87 Julia!

This week the I can Do Everything Through Him Magnetic Memo Board is up for grabs. And get this? If you use the special code DaySpring created for my blog readers you can get 20% off this and anything else in the store! Including sale items! Just enter GYPSY20 at checkout!

OK, are you ready?

Give me your best five minutes for the prompt:

Backwards….

GO

Some days are like a scrambled egg. They’re beaten and messy and upside down. They run backwards. Away from all you’re supposed to accomplish and everything you wish you could be. They mix themselves up into untangleable knots of kids and chores and deadlines and crazy-eyed moms. We back ourselves into corners as complicated as the pile of toys teetering one on top of another in the playroom that I will never ever get around to thoroughly cleaning out.

They whimper and whine, these backwards days, for attention and straightening out. But I’ve acquired learned deafness and I tune them out with the stamp and the stomp of songs sung alongside wild boys who are always up for a backwards challenge, Who blow their vuvuzelas over the trumpet of the chaos and dance wild in their superman underpants.

We’ve learned to embrace them – these backwards days. Sometimes growing up and moving forwards involves a complicated two step of sideways moves and recalculations and leaving lots of things undone. Sometimes the messier the house, the less backwards the day as we embrace each other instead of the long list of chores and simply {surrender to the now.}

STOP

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