Week #20: Driving through a Rainbow

20. Title: Driving Through A Rainbow

I’m driving through a rainbow
Because you’re right here by my side
Stay here, please, forever
Sit back, enjoy the ride
Colors fly by past us
Reds, oranges, and greens
Let’s look around in wonder
In this highway made of dreams

Lala la lala, we’re singing lala la lala
Lala la lala, we’re singing lala la lala

As we drive
You and I
Sing a perfect little jive
Though opposites
Somehow we fit
And make each other come alive

Lala la lala, we’re singing lala la lala
Lala la lala, we’re singing lala la lala

I shift from five to four
We’re not rushing that’s for sure
We’ll take in the view
Take pictures too
And journey on some more

Lala la lala, we’re singing lala la lala
Lala la lala, we’re singing lala la lala

Slow and steady
Till we’re ready
Shift the gears back down to three
Wait a bit more
Learn what’s in store
Before we go back up to four

Lala la lala, we’re singing lala la lala
Lala la lala, we’re singing lala la lala

We’re driving through a rainbow
Livin’, laughin’, lovin’ too
I’ll ride this car forever
Because I’m happy here with you

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Weeks #18&19: Father and Son

18. Dialogue: “You embarrassed me this evening.”
19. Scenario: If you had no money to feed your children, how would you go about getting food?

“You embarrassed me this evening.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.”

“What were you doing at the restaurant?”

“Just… looking.”

“Looking for what, Dad? You know they don’t let non-employees inside the kitchen. Were you looking for me?”

“I thought of looking for you.”

“Then what? What were you looking for?”

“Food.”

“Food?”

“I thought of going through the dumpsters. But that would have been too unsanitary.”

“Food???”

“I remembered you said you worked at a restaurant. I didn’t want to ask you for any more money. So I thought figured there was a big pantry there, or a big refrigerator, or…”

“What on earth were you doing looking for food, Dad?”

“I got laid off, Son. I’m sorry. I didn’t have anything to feed Brenda and the kids.”

“You could have asked help from me.”

“I thought of that. But I didn’t think you’d want to.”

“Well, I want to.”

“Do you mean it? Do you really mean it?”

“I do.”

“I – I – I…”

“Just say thank you.”

“Thank you.”

Week #17: Consumed

17. First Line: The fire was getting closer

The fire was getting closer. Closer. Closer. Closer. The flames reached out to her, grazed her skin, startled her — her, the girl who was so accustomed to the lonely cold.

What was this? She would shudder. But heat never made anyone shudder. She felt something trickling down her arms. What was it? Blood? Sweat?

She saw that it was her icy exterior. Melting. Melting. Melting.

She felt warm. Comfortable. There was a strange security within the flames, but she found herself overwhelmed by a strange sense of terror as well.

But she let herself be consumed.

And every part of her melted. Even her frigid heart.

Week #16: Where Feet May Fail

16. Subject: Write about your feet.

These feet have walked through mountain trails. They have conquered hills. They have wandered through misty valleys. They’ve been through slippery rocks, ones rushing rivers have for centuries ran through and smoothed over.

They’ve also found themselves above the waters. A few times, not that many, but several memorable moments recorded in the books of eternity.

I’d like to walk on water again. I’d like to go to the deep end, not noticing all the waves crashing round me. I’d like to walk calmly forward, eyes locked on those of the One who has called me.

Let these feet walk on water, once again.

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