Broken….Every Friday, Lisa-Jo Baker, founder of “Five Minute Friday,” broadcasts a writing prompt, challenging writers to writer for five minutes only. In her words, “It’s not a perfect post, not a profound post, just five minutes of focused writing. “
This is a great writing exercise even if you’re not blogging your treasures (memories). Your spontaneous thoughts on a given subject can reveal your personality, daily life, beliefs, etc. If you are blogging, I encourage you to join in! If you want to connect on Twitter, use the hashtag #FiveMinuteFriday.
Today’s prompt: BROKEN
It’s hard not to write about this prompt in terms of Good Friday. That’s obvious to me. We’re broken, yet can be made acceptable (perfect?) through the Resurrection.
But I won’t go there.
It’s a trap to think of people as broken. When I was criticizing one of his teammates, my teenager recently told me, “Mom, the problem with you is that you want to fix people. You can’t. You need to just relax and accept people as they are and deal with their faults.”
Ah, out of the mouths of babes mouthy teenagers—the wisdom of a child.
When we look at each other as fellow broken-people, we are constantly judging, comparing, and evaluating. But that’s not our role. Life is not a workbench where repair orders are triaged. Our role is to lift each other up, to meet other people where they are, and to try to help them move forward.
We’re not the fixers.
We’re all on journeys, personal yet intersecting. However, our journeys aren’t linear. We have no way of knowing how far another has progressed. As fellow journeyers, we need to be giving encouragement, snacks and water (good advice and wisdom), and helping others up if they fall. Oh yeah, and make sure they don’t miss the scenic overlooks.
© Laura Hedgecock 2013