Time for Five Minute Friday, hosted by the inimitable Kate Motaung (www.katemotaung.com).
Today's keyword for five minutes of writing is DOOR.
Losing hope is getting too easy. Too many nights awake with pain as a companion, too many mornings when the operative phrase for the day's duties is "this is gonna hurt".
And it all starts afresh tomorrow. Sometimes I confess...I don't WANT to.
But my days are duty days; duty to support my wife in her new career, duty to the rescued dogs the Almighty has brought to our door, duty to the people who have found a helping hand in my writing.
Duty to hold dear and valued the riches that permeate my dwelling-place.
Nowhere is "feelin' good" mentioned, because feelings - and health - are transitory.
You do your job, the one God apportioned.
Hope comes through Him, and Him alone. And He touches our lives through our being His hands.
His work. Our duty. My honour.
Honour is forever.
And my duties, carried out with a full heart, are the Doorway to Hope.
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