Today’s writing prompt over at The One-Minute Writer is to write about one of your earliest memories. I thought I would give this one a shot.
My memories go far enough back that they become jumbled.
The earliest I can remember was when we lived in a trailer in Red Boiling Springs TN. This would have been before I started kindergarten.
I remember hearing a siren for the first time and being scared to death.
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(Man, a minute isn’t very long)
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One Comment
Dude,
I was just reading your words over at 210. Those are some deep words. You’re making me anxious to want to go and read James 2 again. Nice verse man.
Totally agree with you- our ability to be real and sincere toward others is one of the most powerful ways of witnessing and being a light in the environment God has placed us. I say that to people all the time who feel a desire to share their faith with others. I believe in relationship first, earning the trust and then allowing our faith to be shared naturally through our lifestyles.
Good words brother.
210 Leadership Blog’s last blog post..The Pleasantness of One’s Friend