Dive

I don't like diving.

I like climbing, and to a point, I enjoy being up high. I even like abseiling. But the idea of jumping off a height without a safety rope freaks me the heck out.

I'm like that in real life, too. I can climb up and up and up, and talk, and talk, and talk, and have idea after idea after idea (and yes, they are all awesome) but when it actually comes to then jumping off the platform and doing it...

I freeze.

I have about 4 books in the planning stages, all sticky notes and arrows and margin notes.

And then I think that I could never really write a book. Not one that people would actually enjoy, anyway.

I get all excited about reforming my home management (*snortlaugh*), and have it all planned out in my head, and charts drawn up.

And then I don't have the right bathroom cleaner, or something comes up and I can't start on the Monday, or something just doesn't go the way I planned, and I can't begin until it's right.

I love my quiet time when I decide to find the time to do it. I love my podcasts that teach me so well, and the revelations the Father gives

But I'm too frightened to let go of the control and just free fall dive into Him headfirst.

This is a Five Minute Friday post, where a bunch of blogger flash mob for 5 minutes at the same-ish time (lets call it a 'round') with no editing allowed.

The rules are simple...

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back to Lisa Jo and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community..