Mirror, Mirror ...

Today we have a special guest, my friend Lynden from An Elegant Touch, with a unique transitions post. 

Even to your old age and gray hairs I am He, I am He who will sustain you.

I have made you and I will carry you, I will sustain you and I will rescue you.

Isaiah 46:4

“Mirror, Mirror, on the wall –
      Where’s the Young Woman who had such Great Hope for it all?...”

When was it that she had walked through That Door?

You know – That Door that led from the busy-every-single-moment-of

      every-single-day –cooking-baking-cleaning, piles-of-laundry, 

            never-ending-yard-work, monitoring-homework-and-chores – 

      constant-chatter-and-laughter-of children -

      showing-guidance, teaching-values, loving-more-than-life Door -

      That Door that led from that wonderful, hope-filled, comfortable,
            fulfilling place of Then – 

                  to this place of Now…

This place of empty, quiet, alone, unneeded, unwanted, uncared-about and

       uncared-for –

      This place that might be for Others, but not HER –
      For those who had not cared-enough, tried-hard-enough, done-enough,
            loved-enough…
      But SHE had. And more.

So she had never expected to go through That Door – from vibrant living to not ‘living’ at all.
      Merely existing. Watching. Waiting. Wondering.
      Wondering how SHE had walked through That Door –
            making the transition to This…

She knew that God was with her.
      She talked to Him ‘without ceasing’ in this Now, even as she always had
            in the Then. 
      She still didn’t have answers as to how she had come to This –
            where she’d made the ‘wrong turn in the road’ that had led her to
            Here.
      Hopefully, He would let her know – sooner, rather than later.

Yes, God was Here in the dark of the night – in the empty of the day –
He was the One Who had brought her thus far –
      and He would walk with her until the Next Door opened –
      and He welcomed her Home. Even so…

    Lynden Blossom, a paper-artist who blogs at An Elegant Touch, describes herself as, "a mature, educated, creative woman - a Mother of two grown children, a Gramama of two precious grandchildren, a proud Blue Star Mother of a Marine Captain, a daughter of the King of Kings - a woman looking for her place in the world in the winter of her life."

You Do What You Have to Do

Five Minute Friday - Today's writing prompt is Risk

Neither my husband nor I are risk takers, probably not the best pairing a marriage should have.  It means we hesitate before stepping out and making major changes, or we wait so long to decide that we miss opportunities.

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We are at the crux of a major decision, and have actually already made it, but implementing it is causing us anxiety. Several years have passed as we held our peace waiting to see if a situation would change that would enable us to accept and live with things as they were.

We waited, we prayed, we talked.  Over and over and over again.  Finally, a tipping point came where we felt that decision time had arrived.  We gave ourselves a timeline.  And now the deadline has arrived, hoped and prayed for change hasn't occurred, so we have to do a painful thing.

Pain will be the result of the decision.  Pain for others, pain for ourselves. But it is time to take the risk.  Risk came be painful and it can be healthy. Risk makes us move on even when we don't want to.

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community..