Our Folded Hands

Women helping Women. Reaching out to the Sister who still suffers. Helping each other through the Good times and the Difficult times. To get to the SOBER way of life, One Day at a Time.

Pretty Purple Flowers

Each day a new Beginning

The universal human yearning [is] for something permanent, enduring, without shadow of change. 

—Willa Cather—
The specter of change builds dread in most of us.  We fear the effects on our personal lives.  We lack faith that the impending change will benefit us.  Only time can assure us of that.  And it will, just as every change we’ve survived

up to now has done. Changes are gifts, really.  They come as hallmarks to our present attainments.  They signify successful growth.  How we struggle to understand this, and how quickly we forget it once we have adapted to the change.  The struggle is then repeated the next time change visits us.
We long for permanence, believing it guarantees security, not realizing the only real security available to us comes with our trust in God, from whom all change comes as a blessing on the growth we’ve attained.  If we were to experience total lack of change, we’d find death.  Life is challenge, continued change, always endurable and growth-enhancing.  We can reflect on what’s gone before, and trust that which faces us now.
Change means I am progressing, on course.