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Updated: Jan 23

31 Days of Practicing Faith


In October, I am free writing for five minutes a day—raw and unedited—on practicing faith in the every day. Each day is based on a different prompt from 31 Days of Five Minute Free Writes


{Day 14} - Mail

I mounted my bike and headed down the dusty driveway. The sunlight glinted in patches between the Live Oaks that framed the drive. By the time I reached the mailbox my curls were already sticking to me, the Mississippi humidity as thick as the smell of earth after the rain on the bayou. The door creaked as I opened it and I smiled as I held the newest postcard in my hands. The photo on the front showed a castle this time. She had made it to Scottland. My best friend was traveling in Europe before she settled for a few months in the UK and every week a new offering arrived for me. The photograph would tell me which country she was in and her words would be short, but I treasured every one. I tucked the card into a notebook I had started to catalog her entire journey. I planned to give it back to her when she arrived home, a kind of journal of her year abroad. I looked forward to those words like they were water in a parched desert. Each one gave me a small glimpse into her days spent far away but it was enough. As I stood on the dock looking over the misty waters, I sent a prayer to her as she stood far away somewhere upon the moors.

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