If I Could…

Today– linking up with Lisa-Jo for her Five Minute Writing Prompt:

On Fridays around these parts we have a little tradition. We throw caution (editing, revising, and worrying) to the winds and just write. Without wondering if it’s just right or not.

For five minutes flat. You’re welcome to play along. The rules are easy.

  1. Write your heart out for five minutes and show us what you’ve got.
  2. Tell your readers you’re linking up here and invite them to play along.
  3. And most importantly, go visit, read, and encourage the fellow five-minuter who linked up right before you.{Pretty please turn off word verification for the day to make this easier!}

Easy peasy.

OK, are you ready? Give me your best five minutes for the prompt:

If I Knew I Could, I Would…

GO

If I knew I could, I’d tell all the children I could who they are and whose image they are made in, so that as they grow up, they’d know. If I could, I’d share with women everywhere how beautiful they are: “made in God’s image He created them…”, so they’d know and understand beauty and not be sidelined by other ideas or lies. If I could, I’d create places and objects and writing of beauty for people to enjoy, to rest in, to find solace in… places of refuge, where answers can be found.

If I could, I’d write and write and write all day and not stop for food, like Lisa-Jo. I wouldn’t even sleep, for writing. I’d write a ton. It’s almost like air.

If I could, I’d want to make sure no one goes hungry, is starving. No starving children!

If I could go back and change words I’d spoken that hurt, I’d do that. If I could go back and speak up when I should have, I’d do that, too. I’d try to fix those things… have no regrets about what I didn’t do, or didn’t say. I probably would do this more– say what I didn’t say or do what I didn’t do– then think about all the things I should have done better. Words have such power. I’d want mine to reflect truth, loveliness, grace.

If I could, I’d try to put an end to senseless war.

If I could, I’d spend some long amounts of time painting again, figuring out colors and shapes and what I want to say through it. Or even just drawing.

If I could, I’d spend more time traveling to faraway lands, places I’ve always dreamed of going. And then I’d like to write about it. And get paid for doing it.

But nowadays I’d be happy to just travel. Or just write. Or if someone wanted to pay me for writing from home, I’d take that. That’d be a dream.

If I could, I’d change the world, as much as I could.

I sometimes want to do it all. I’d chase more dreams and not worry. I’d dream even more.

And – I’d – never – stop – dreaming.

STOP

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