My First Five Minute Friday - "Fill"

Over the past several months, I've followed the blog of a friend of mine, Sweet Mrs. Amy Boyd, and every Friday she posts a Five Minute Friday. I took the time a while back to read a little more about Five Minute Friday and sighed heavily knowing that I am NOT the kind of person who has the time to commit to spending even five minutes every Friday talking about things I can't prepare for in advance. Woe is me, right? Well, I thought about it a little more this morning and I realized that if I fail, I at least tried, and that is the kind of person I am. But to fail to try is actually NOT the kind of person I am. After all, who am I obligated to if I fail? What are the consequences?? Answer: there are none.

So, here is my very first Five Minute Friday, compliments of Amy Boyd.

The word that I am to write about this week, for five minutes straight without stopping or editing, planning ahead or worrying about grammar, is "Fill". Five minutes starts now.

My life has been a vessel. When I was young, my life was filled with elements from my home life, my school life and my church life. Words and phrases were dropped in like marbles in a vase to linger at the bottom. Memories wash around inside of me, both good and bad, to remind me where I came from and who I am supposed to become. Books I read helped mold my intellect and the culture of my upbringing helped shape my morals. Until now. Until last year when I was emptied completely of my past and made ready to be filled with what I choose to fill it with. Love, peace and goodness. Trust and assurance. Security and hope. Happiness. Faith in God and His promises. The Holy Ghost. Salvation. Smiles. Laughter. Kisses and dances and music and freedom.