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Five Minute Fridays: Yes

I wonder if I say yes enough. 

I was once the person who said yes too much… Now, I wonder if my no is too regular… I don’t want to be a default no… Always preparing a no before a question or request is made...

How beautiful yes can be!
Will you go out with me? ‘Yes’
Will you date me? ‘Yes’
Will you marry me? ‘Yes’
Will you always love me? ‘a thousand times, yes!’

Can we sleepover at our cousins? Yes
Will you throw with me? Yes
Can we play with the water house on the trampoline? Yes

Is Papaw in Heaven? Yes
Can I go to Heaven? Yes
Have you asked Jesus in your heart? Yes

Will He always be with me? Yes
Did He truly die for me? Yes
Can all my sins be forgiven? Yes

Are all my prayers really heard by the Creator of the Universe? Yes!

Oh, how beautiful a yes can be! I’m so thankful for those moments that taught me… ‘yes’ isn’t as bad as we tend to make it out to be.

Five Minute Fridays were originally intended to encourage writing freely without the edits, revisions, and overthinking which can weigh us down. Today's prompt was 'Yes'. You can join the link up here. Others are taking more times with the prompts now. Look for my longer, thought out yes soon!

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