Good morning all and HAPPY FRIDAY! (Can I get an AMEN?) I am linking up again this week with Gypsy Mama and her Five Minute Friday Fun.
If you are new to this five minute Friday writing concept, let me catch you up… Each week, Gypsy Mama gives us a prompt. Then we write. No over thinking, no editing. For five minutes. That is all.
Think of it like a finger sprint to the kitchen to get the last cookie. Only instead of cookies, I’m going after words. (Although a cookie does sound good…)
I stumbled down the stairs, puppy underfoot, eyes blurry, hair a mess. Sigh. It’s just another day. For some reason, I woke up in a funk. Bleck. I quickly run down my daily to do list in my head, which doesn’t really help my grumbly attitude. But then, I see it…
I round the corner to the kitchen, and there it is. The sink. Empty. With no dishes.
POOF! My attitude is completely changed. (Yes, I am that easily swayed.) I FORGOT that I had finished up dishes AND laundry last night… so both the sink in the hamper were empty.
Best. Feeling. Ever.
It’s a feeling of freedom, knowing that I don’t have spend time doing extra “chores” that day. It is empowering. That empty sink is beautiful. I love embracing empty.
Sometimes embracing empty isn’t easy– especially if it involves a nearly empty gas tank in the car, or nearly empty fridge, or even the occasional empty heart.
But here’s the great thing about those “empty issues.” They too can be easily fixed. A trip to the gas station fills up the tank, the grocery store covers the lack of food… and Jesus fills up my heart.
Having an empty heart can be difficult… but when we have Christ who never lets go, never fails, never gives up, AND fills us up from the inside out… We can rejoice at those semi-empty heart times, just like that empty kitchen sink… Because only when we are empty can he fill us up.
Whew. This is a GREAT brain/finger workout. I think I deserve that cookie now… 🙂
Blessings to you all!!
From Empty to Full,
“I’m thanking you, God, from a full heart, I’m writing the book on your wonders. I’m whistling, laughing, and jumping for joy; I’m singing your song, High God.”