Not Nice Spice
There is nothing quite like the in between. Change is its own category. Waiting for the "next big XYZ" can sit on a shelf for a bit. But the part when you realize you are just there in the middle, middle-ing around, well, that's where maturity reveals itself. Or maybe it won't because maturing is still coming. The purpose of your middle-ing has yet to come forth.
While I'm busy fussing with each tidbit that needs pruning, watering, dusting, or a little sunshine, there is the quiet reminder in my soul that HE is the beginning and the end. My middle-ing is led by the Alpha and carried through by the Omega. Regardless of where I can be found, I know that I am in the middle of the Love of God and the very specific plan He has laid out for me.
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