now on Fridays a group of people who love to throw caution to the wind and just
write without worrying if it’s just right gather to share what five minutes
buys them. While the kids are changing into their swimming suits, while the popcorn
is popping, while the dog is outside doing his business, while the show cuts to
commercial. Just five minutes.
the prompt is: Truth
It always seems to come down to that one,
clarifying moment. The moment of truth. It might not be pretty, but we all need
to hear it.
You have toilet paper on your shoe.
There’s a seed in your teeth.
What you just said really hurt me.
(Believe me, this is a tragedy in some circles.)
But there’s another kind moment of truth. This
one is pretty, and we all need to hear it too.
When you prayed over me, I was at peace.
You did a great job organizing that project.
I’d love to see you again.
We’ve got plenty of Nutella.
Yes, they are
only moments, but they change the way we feel, move and have our being. They
can be embarrassing or disappointing, as well as supportive and encouraging.
All of it truth, all of it real.
Truth is powerful. Dispense yours wisely.
Oh…and here’s a tip. Stock up on Nutella. You’ll
make someone’s day.