Elementary days filled with chalk boards, skipping rope, whispering secrets (that weren’t really secrets at all just fun moments of play and pretend), sticky, glued together fingertips and dirty, skinned knees from recess fun.
How did we get to be grown up, independent, and hurtful whisperers that send daggers into others? Oh how I long to be real, not two-faced, but really REAL with others. Not the fake smiles that fill our church pews, but real, vulnerable people that look to reach out to hurting people around them.
People aren’t looking for a pat on the back, or a pasted on shaky smile, but real, authentic friendship that can weather the storms of life.
Will you be that real person? Thank you Gypsy Mama, for hosting these 5 Minute Friday writings…
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