Linking up again with The Gypsy Mama and her 5 minute Fridays for a bit of fun!!
Around here we write for five minutes flat on Fridays. We write because we love words and the relief it is to just write them without worrying if they’re just right or not. So we take five minutes on Friday and write like we used to run when we were kids.
1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. Please visit the person who linked up before you and encourage them in their comments.
The Prompt today is:
Empty--it's what I feel at the end of a week when I was poured out. It isn't a bad feeling, it can be a feeling of accomplishment. The phrase "leaving it all on the field" comes to mind. At the end of a week like that, I know I did everything I needed to do, was poured out like water, was where I needed to be. I left it all on the field.
We're coming up on Resurrection Sunday, the day my Lord left it all on the field. He bore my sin on the cross, endured unspeakable torture, died a terrible death, and was buried in a tomb. On Resurrection Sunday the tomb was empty. My Lord had finished his work, and left it all on the field.
I want to live like my Savior. I don't want those empty days to be rare things. I don't mean that every day I will be literally physically dying. Jesus set an example of a daily kind of death, the days that he was exhausted, but the people were still coming and he taught them, loved them, spent time with them anyway. That is the life I want to live--constantly pouring myself out for others.
I want my life to be so like Jesus that when people see me, they see him. When the end of my life comes I want to be empty. Not because there is nothing good left, but because I've spent every ounce of grace that God has given me. Because I left it all on the field.