Five Minute Friday-Truth
I’ve been taking a few days off from writing but decided to jump back in and am linking up with Lisa-Jo Baker for her weekly Five Minute Friday link-up. Basically she comes up with a word prompt and your supposed to write for 5 minutes straight.
So here goes. . .
We sit over breakfast and talk truth.
Over pancakes and coffee we share the truths we carry; true life, true struggles, true pain.
And I mean pain in both the physical and metaphorical sense because part of my truth is that my body hurts, like every day pretty much most of the time.
But because I have lived with it for so long I try to not let it get the best of me. I put on my big girl pants every day and take it like a grown woman because really life for a mom of four doesn’t stop just because you have fibromyalgia. Though truth be told, sometimes I just want to curl up and cry because it hurts so bad.
And I don’t like to talk about it and most people don’t even know because well . . . because it’s not a fun thing to talk about. Who wants to talk about pain?
But at breakfast my true friend, she does. She wants to talk about the pain and she asks. She asks the hard questions and I love her so much for it and she wants to know the truth. How does it feel? What is the pain like? Is it constant? Do I get angry?
And I hesitate because I just don’t usually share these truths because they are my thorns and I don’t want anyone else to have to feel them for me but at that moment, I tell the truth.
It feels like burning in my skin or like when your hand stings when you grab a handful of ice because it’s so cold it almost burns, like that all over. Sometimes, there’s the cramping; that’s the worst. And yes, it’s mostly constant though sometimes I get a break but usually it’s there, like a “white noise” in the background.
Yes, I get angry sometimes but I never stay angry because I know that while it’s an inconvenience, I have much to be thankful for and I choose to be thankful.
But that’s the beauty of a true friend. That they know that your whole true story involves the painful places and they don’t shy away; no they go there and ask for truth and because they’re the best kind of friends they always point back to THE truth. The one that really matters; His truth.
And then you feel just a little bit lighter and even the painful truth doesn’t seem to hurt quite as much when you share it and allow your true self to be known.
“That they know that your whole true story involves the painful places and they don’t shy away; no they go there and ask for truth and because they’re the best kind of friends they always point back to THE truth. The one that really matters; His truth. And then you feel just a little bit lighter and even the painful truth doesn’t seem to hurt quite as much when you share it and allow your true self to be known.”
AAAHHH!!! There seem to be so few people who get this and I’m so thankful–SO THANKFUL–for your words tonight. So. thankful. Oh to have friends who won’t shy away from the painful places in our stories. To BE that kind of friend.
Thanks you for your comment Dana and for stopping by. So glad you were blessed by my simple words. Have a lovely weekend!
Look at this? We are neighbors! I love it! I am so glad that you linked up and played along! I am sorry that this is a battle… praise God for friends who know enough to not shy away – but to lean in with you, who want to know the truth of your days… how else can we know how to pray, but if we ask and know and feel a bit of the painful true that you are walking in? Praying for you… and so happy you have joined in with #fmfparty!
Thanks for your comment and encouragement Karrilee, I may just keep doing this FMF thing. . .
This is a lovely five minutes. 🙂 I feel you on the chronic health issues, and that’s the one thing I keep coming back to – His Truth. Thanks for sharing!
God is so faithful to give us friends who will walk that hard line of truth with us, no matter what. Praying for you my friend. BTW, your new headshot is beautiful!
Thank you so much for your kinds words my friend. You are such a sweetheart!
Sweet Zohary! I lived with you for 3 days and you never spoke of this horrible truth. I’m sorry for the pain you live with and proud of you for sharing your story. You are an amazing woman. I got a glimpse of your magnificence at Allume and am grateful for our budding friendship. You are in my prayers.
Miss Lisha! I know, well we had so much other fun, deep, interesting things to talk about. . . who wants to talk about pain? Love you though lady, you bless me so much, so glad we got to meet and I look forward to growing our friendship as well. Thanks for your prayers! xo
Thank you sweet friend for sharing your honest truth, so that we can bring our truths to God and find comfort and solace there. Your five minutes of writing is a blessing to all.