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Friday, June 22, 2012

Trust fall....(FMF, Risk)


Once upon a time Lisa Jo Baker (the Gypsy Mama @www. LisaJoBaker .com) started thinking about writing and how perfectionism can get in the way of our words. So she figured, why not take 5 minutes and see what comes out: not a perfect post, not a profound post, just five minutes of focused writing.
 
So now on Fridays I join a group of people who throw caution to the wind and write without worrying…
As she says, “Your words. This shared feast.” Do you dare?
1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking (harder than it sounds)
2. Link back
here and invite others to join in.
3. Visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments.
OK, are you ready? Come on and join the fun!

sorry, I cannot let this pass.  Here's what our fearless leader said about this post....
Hey there Chelle - I loved this so much. I kept coming back to it and reading it again - that paradox that we all live within the borders of different labels and what a risk it is to find ways to break out of them or let them meet each other at least - with an introduction along the way to our different communities. I think a lot about that challenge and this piece really spoke to me. 
Thank you so much for sharing and linking up!Oh and PS you're my featured Five Minute Friday this week ;)warmest of wishes~Lisa-Jo

Have I not commanded you? Be strong and of good courage; do not be afraid, nor be dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go.
Joshua 1:9 (NKJV)

RISK (Trust fall)

GO:

All of a sudden, well, probably not really, but it felt like all of a sudden, I got brave.  I got comfortable taking risks by, um, being myself.  AUTHENTIC.  It’s not like I’d been playacting, really, just as I’d described it, exposing different facets of my personality based upon my audience.  You know, it’s something we all do.  We are the work professionals.  We are the mommies.  We are the corporate wives.  We are neighbors.  It’s not a bad thing, and our society is so naturally fractured that it’s probably something people expect.

Then, all of a sudden, one day, I took a risk.  I revealed myself.  I began essentially, elementally being who I really was all along.  I pray.  I laugh (frequently).  I have a quirky, irreverent, and often nerdily obscure sense of humor (only my son and my closest friends get my jokes, rife with pop (and not so pop) culture references, music riffs, art, literature, history…it’s kind of like we speak our own version of Cockney-rhyming slang, except that I’m not cockney, it doesn’t rhyme, and there are multiple, Afro-centric, Global and other odd art and music references….ah, I digress.

The Lord charged Joshua to be strong, not to be dismayed, to be of good courage. He made us, He loves us; so we’ve got to trust Him.  At that moment (I know, it wasn’t a Damascus Road experience, but more like a slow evolution, but it was my moment) I felt like I’d fallen back into the arms of everyone I’d ever loved, who’d ever loved me, like the world’s largest and most soulful trust fall. I took the RISK and just became me.

An act of faith allowed me to take a risk, THE RISK that made me who I am.  And I like her.  Actually, I love her.  She is my own special gift from God

STOP:

And that act of faith, that risk, is certain evidence that God loves me, no matter whether I’m good, great, or still very much a work in progress, on any given day.  That is my certain evidence that God is good. (I cheated, sorry…..)


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