Posted by: Judy | August 10, 2022

Call Me Old Fashioned

Quick note to get it out of my head: I loved the movie “Old Fashioned.”

I promised myself I’d have a year to mourn. As near as I could tell, God agreed. I’d ask what I needed to do in my life, and I always felt a very strong impression of one word: Mourn. So I mourned.

The year ended, last week. I didn’t anticipate much change.

Perhaps it’s a hazard of writing historical romance. I started wearing pretty colors, again, after a year of mostly black.

God clearly lifted the invisibility cloak. At church, the leader of my congregation told me he’d been thinking about me that day and did I have time, in the coming week, to visit with him. A time was scheduled. I was given a list of three women to visit, two of whom live in the same little community as me. I met the women assigned to me. I visited with several people, including the couple that helped me with my phone; after church, they helped me access the directory, something I haven’t been able to do because it kept telling me it wasn’t available.

Now, when I ask God what I need to do, several things touch my soul. I add them to the list.

I’ll still cry and miss what was, but those are moments now. I don’t live there anymore.

It’s time to take the next step, with God.


  1. How encouraging for God to meet you exactly where you are. He is so GOOD!

    • Amen.

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