I link up with Lisa-Jo on Fridays for a writing flash mob…throwing caution to the wind and gathering to share what a few minutes of free writing buys us.

Today’s topic: GRACEFUL

GO.

I see her from time to time. She shows up in the ugly times — the times when I’m feeling low or snarky or combative or frustrated. She shows up in my mind and seasons salt all over the circumstances and shines brightly into the darkness of myself.

I see her from time to time. She shows up in the quiet times — the times when I’m feeling self-conscious and insecure and awkward and isolated. She shows up in my mind and has a graceful boldness that invites others in and speaks affirmation and walks in confidence and befriends strangers.

I see her.

I see her and I admire her and am jealous of her and wish she’d go away, too. She’s graceful and mature and wise and unselfish and is all the things I want to be but am not. And when she appears, she reminds me of how far I have to go to become her and she shows up uninvited almost every time. That’s her only flaw, really, and I like to call it rude but how can you fault someone for being what you’re not? It’s impossible.

So I see her and she is my mirror reflecting all the things God wants for me and I want for myself and I try to remember what she looks like when I’m living in the mundane. And I try to embrace her as I would a surprise visit from a friend when she appears in the snarky and combative and selfish and lonely times. I try to invite her in for coffee and sit to break bread with her, for if I spent more time with her then maybe she would rub off on me.

And maybe I’d become graceful, too.

STOP.