Five Minute Friday…Mercy

My dance today may be sloppy. I’m not sure why, but I’m just getting that feeling. Check out this link-up with Lisa-Jo Baker for Five Minute Friday.

Five minutes.

One word.

No editing.

No rethinking.

Just writing.

Today’s word: Mercy

ragged feet

photo credit: Darrell Godliman


I’m not sure what to make of this word MERCY. My first instinct is to begin waxing poetic about who I am and who HE is, but that wouldn’t be real today. It would be a show. And if I want the dance to be true, there is no place for showmanship.

So I’ll write until I figure it out. Dancing on the page in sharp jagged places instead of smooth curves and swoops. I feel more like  a hip-hop dancer in this place, short staccato movement that look somewhat insignificant in isolation. Sometimes I wonder if the movement is just as much about the music as the dance. I never could keep a beat.

Where is the Mercy in this? I suppose it’s coming in the fact that I’m here in my imperfection. Could that be the mercy? The ability to be here in my own twitching skin, off beat to a music somewhere I can’t seem to find, yet still here? That may be all I have. Maybe that’s the beauty of mercy.

My imperfection is enough. Maybe the music will find me and the movement will come to a beat I don’t have to hear but feel. Maybe it will be a heartbeat, His heartbeat pulsing in my ears and my bones telling me it’s perfect.


Dance. Dance messy if you have to, but dance.

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