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 forsake you.”
What “grit” are you experiencing these days?
And what a beautiful place to sit and wait and hear from Him.
Beautiful! I HATE sitting and waiting, but you are right….sometimes we've got to get all gritty and be patient until "the big one" comes to us. Good post!
Think how much "grit" the Lord must have with us. He keeps casting and casting hoping for us to latch on the hook. Praise the Lord, He hasn't given up yet on me…Beth K
Your 5 minute Fridays have become my very favorites–
I think I need to limit myself to that on every post–smile!!
"Just shows to go you" (as my dad used to say) what God can produce in a matter of minutes.
My husband says fishing taught him a lot about ministry. They both involve lots of sitting and waiting. And hoping. And praying.
Great pictures I love them and yes life is all about the GRIT not always the pretty stuff. thanks for posting my 'blog button'…
This is really good, Mary. My husband loves fishing. He often fishes and prays at the same time and finds it very peaceful. I loved your remark about why it's called fishing not catching 🙂
I'm sure God would get upset if we didn't get grit under our nails. If we are dirty and have battle scars at least God knows we cared enough to enter the battlefield.
I think if I had to pop out with something in five minutes, no editing, it would sound like gibberish. I'll have to go and check out some of the others because now I'm curious!