On Fridays, I join The Gypsy Mama for 5 minute Friday. 

Here are the rules:

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.

This week’s word is GRIT.


I saw him standing there and I wondered how long he had been there.  How many days a week does he stand in that one spot?  Wind, rain, fog, sun…it must take grit and determination to keep throwing the line into the water. 

I watched him for a while.  He never caught a fish.

He never reeled in anything but seaweed. 

It seemed like such a waste.  Yet…maybe not.

Standing on the rock, casting in the line…and waiting.  I guess that is why it is called fishing and not catching. 

My life is like that.  I cast out the line over and over…some days catching nothing worthwhile.  The grit gets under my fingernails.  I dig deeper, hoping to find  that one catch of the day that will make it OK.  That will make today “the big one.”

I clean out my nails.  I shower off the grit and grim of the day and I start over the next day.

Layer upon layer.  That is how this life is being built.  I know I have to hang in there…and keep trying.  After all, I know He is with me and will never leave me.


 “Never will I leave you;
   never will I forsake you.”
Hebrews 13:5b
I think this photo is fitting today…sometimes we have to sit and wait. 
And let the waves wash over us.  We have to feel the grit under our fingers before we see the finished product.

What “grit” are you experiencing these days?


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