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In the month of October I will be linking up with other writers on Five Minute Friday for thirty-one days. Each day I will write about one word for five minutes. Here goes…

Before I started this one word everyday, I was in Alaska with author Leslie Leyland Fields who taught us “Your Story for God’s Glory.” We all have a story to tell, but how will we tell our story?

By October I was still wondering if my story and my small voice should be heard. Should I accept the fact that millions of us will live a mostly normal life, die and be forgotten? I am part of the unremarkable, unnoticed, people in the world. I dare say, we make up the highest percentage! Is that bad? I don’t think so, not when I read that God makes us strong in our weakness.

In the blog world millions of people are striving to have a voice. In this context does one more voice accomplish anything?

Are we shedding our negative thoughts off into cyber space to find some kind of peace? Or are we purposeful; writing to share the knowledge of peace from the only one who gives true peace, Christ himself.

As this month comes to a close, strangely many leaves are still green on our trees. This is not normal here in the North, but I have discovered, change is what’s normal.

Am I getting closer to understanding my story, or do I have more than one story to share? This month has taught me to think purposefully. I’ve developed another level of discipline. I do not surge on with a rapid pace, that’s not me. Slowly and surely I will accomplish what God has for me.

What is your story and how will it make a difference in your life? Will you direct your thoughts to the Creator for the answers?

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Brief

In the month of October I will be linking up with other writers on Five Minute Friday for thirty-one days. Each day I will write about one word for five minutes. Here goes…

A few days ago I was driving down Riverside Drive and saw a shadow in the blue sky.

It was an eagle.

It doesn’t matter that I see them often; I experience a thrill every time. They are powerful, majestic, and beautiful. They take your breath away.

Then a brief story from my childhood came to mind.  Before my grandparents retired and moved next door to us in the country, they lived on Riverside Drive. Interestingly, I now live about ½ mile from where they lived.

In my memory, I asked my Grandmother where could I find a washcloth to wash my face. 

My Grandfather’s reply was, “I saw it running down Riverside Drive.”

Of course I was old enough to know better, but I laughed anyway. This became the standard joke with Grandpa. If you couldn’t find something, it was running down the street.

Isn’t it interesting how a small thing can bring back a memory? Pleasant or not, our memories come back to us. However brief the memory is, it had an impact on us.

Do you remember your first encounter with God? Do you remember the first verse  that you memorized? All these things are connected in our lives to round us out.

Think of a brief story in your life and how it impacted you towards God. How did it change you?

Words make a difference, stories help build our character.  How can you take a hard story and turn it to good in your life?