This morning I’m joining with a wildly creative crew of writers (yes, I said it. I’m a writer.) for our regular Friday morning date over at Lisa-Jo’s place: www.lisajobaker.com. This is where we are set free to write on a one-word (or, apparently, two-word) prompt for five minutes – no over editing, no backtracking, no perfectionism allowed. And then, the best part. You get to go visit all the other amazing blogs out there and leave them some love. Because that’s what makes the world go round. (forgive me, I haven’t yet had my coffee)
I know some people consider in between to be a scary place, full of the unknown and unpredictable. It can be. When you’re in between jobs, or homes, or safe places, it’s a place full of worry and uncertainty. I’ve been there. Between jobs. Between houses. Between marriages. For a control freak like me, not knowing what the future holds can be incredibly humbling and frustrating, all at once.
So instead, I choose to look at the in between as thrilling. It’s a place of possibilities. There is freedom in the in between. You’re not tethered to one thing or the other, and you’re not limited by one or the other. I dislike driving long distances but I enjoy the journey, if that makes any sense. The newness of the scenery, the novelty of the road signs, the fascinating shops along the way. If you choose to see it as an adventure, suddenly a long drive is anything but boring. And if you’re in between you can always choose a different route if necessary. There’s more than one way to get to where you’re going. If you don’t like the road you’re driving, take a detour.
You and I are a different kind of in between, every single day of our lives. As Petra sang, “We are strangers, we are aliens. We are not of this world.” We’re between two worlds. We’ve living our lives on this Earth, but we don’t belong here and we’re not supposed to get too comfortable here. That’s because our true home is in heaven although we’re not there yet. It’s being prepared, we’re storing up our treasures there, but it’s not time for us to arrive. And there is tremendous freedom and possibility here in the in between.
“Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind.” Romans 12:2
And now I am going to spend some time reading the lovely words of my fellow FMF writers. And drink my coffee.