It is my favorite time of the week. Five Minute Friday!! Each Friday, Lisa-Jo Baker posts a one word writing prompt on her blog, and a group of us blogging beauties sign on and link up! (The great thing for me is that she’s on EST, so the prompt goes up at 12 am there, which is really only 9 for me. 🙂 Here’s the rules: check out the word, and then write uninhibited and sans correction/editing for 5 minutes. Leave what you created and check out the other members of this week’s party on their blog.
The word this week: Brave
I love the word brave. It is strong, in a short and sweet way. It is powerful as it lends itself to be bent but not broken, tried and still true. Brave is a word that has always been a part of my life. I was a Brave(ete) in High School, and each time the national anthem was sung, we shouted out the final BRAVE as a war cry. To this day, what, 14 years later (dear lord I’m getting old) I still have a hard time not ringing out my battle cry at the end of the song. When I stand at the edge of a challenge, I ask myself: Am I brave enough?
I’m standing on the edge right now. I can feel the wind pushing me from all directions, with various paths marked before me. Ahead is a straight, nice road that is easily traveled. To the right one where the overgrowth is beginning to wander across the path, making each step a bit more diligent. But to the left, now there is the challenge. I know that down this path there will be difficulty. There will be mountains to move and rivers to cross. I’ll have to fight the beasts that plague the forest on each side, and I’m not sure how I’ll come out at the end. And though it seems more brazen, this is the path that I feel I’m being pulled toward. Each prayer I send skyward, like arrows blotting out the sun, is answered with the same word: believe. If I believe, if I trust where he is taking me, then I know that I can make it through.
The path will not be easy, and I’ll likely end up worse for wear, with battle scars marring my heart and bruises on my spirit. So the question is now: Can I pull from that faith and take that road less traveled? Can I trust my guide and just believe? But most of all, can I be brave?