Singin’ In the Rain, Bedelia?

Prompt:  SHOWER

Bedelia had only minutes to prepare for Finn’s visit; with brownies baking, she hurriedly changed from her chocolate-spattered T-shirt, into a fuschia-colored one featuring Hawaiian hibiscus.

Smirking defiantly at the mirror, she abandoned her old-lady’s lacquered “helmet-head do”, and pinned the hair on either side of her temples up, letting it fall softly around her cheeks; the gray strands were invading the brown slowly, in a pleasing pattern, so that she appeared to have light silver wings (wisdom?) lifting her hazelnut eyes.

A dab of palest pink lipstick completed her brave efforts, and she rushed to set the table for a casual lunch…just as thunder grumbled and a sudden hard shower began; “Oh, I hope that’s not a harbinger,” she whispered.

Finn, unprepared for rain, arrived mere drops shy of drenched, holding a bag from a Greek deli and smiling in his calm, undemanding (handsome) way; Bedelia blushed shyly, quickly taking his damp jacket.

“I should have inquired earlier—how do you feel about Gyros?” he asked apologetically, and was then rewarded as her face brightened with unexpected enthusiasm.

“We have something in common…it’s my favorite sandwich, and I’ve not had one in years”; she  gestured toward the dining table where, her nervousness having abated, they both ate eagerly, unselfconsciously—the juicy Tzatziki sauce (cucumber & yogurt) dripping from the succulent meat, down their chins and through their fingers—the pile of paper napkins mostly ignored…as well as the rain, now playing gleefully against the window.

©Rhen Laird/Cobbled Contemplations,  2020 ~ All rights reserved.

https://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2020/07/29/its-six-sentence-story-thursday-link-up-118/

Bedelia Plays the Hunch

Prompt: HUNCH

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Amid tangled ball of variegated yarn that was her thoughts, Bedelia felt both a smidgen of terror and exhilarated…akin to standing at cliff edge admiring exquisite scenery, while assured one misstep would be fatal.

She’d rehearsed optional lines of script from alternate plots, before deep-breathing a prayer and dialing the number Finn included on the card he’d sent; she was still vacillating between putting the kibosh on further interaction between herself and Finn, or “taking courage”—as someone answered the phone.

When a woman stated, “Canter & Clay Law Office”, Bedelia began stammering an apology—but it wasn’t a mistake; Finn Canter was a family law attorney, semi-retired.

He was glad to take her call, having finished his day’s work, and he asked if she were free for a late lunch—which threw her into an immediate tizzy, her pulse jumping so fast that colored sparks flew before her eyes.

Finn could hear the nervous fidgeting in her voice, and felt rueful; but she collected herself, told him she had a pan of brownies in the oven, and…if he wished to bring his lunch to her house, she’d supply dessert (he was quite agreeable).

She replaced the receiver, and her shaky hands touched her suddenly hot cheeks…the conversation was nothing like she’d practiced alone, but she had a hunch it was divinely directed; hastily setting out ingredients to bake her ‘halflie’, she reminded herself: “trust God, Bedelia…it’s one man and brownies, not the approaching Philistine army”.

©Rhen Laird/Cobbled Contemplations, 2020 ~ All rights reserved.

https://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2020/07/22/its-six-sentence-story-thursday-link-up-117/

In a Perfect World…

Privilege demands

Courage to carry out tasks

Not always pleasant

Rewards are based on words, acts

Responsible, ethical

©Rhen Laird/Cobbled Contemplations,  2020 ~ All rights reserved.

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2020/06/12/your-daily-word-prompt-responsible-ydwordprompt-june-12-2020/

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2020/06/11/your-daily-word-prompt-courage-ydwordprompt-june-11-2020/

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2020/06/10/your-daily-word-prompt-privilege-ydwordprompt-june-10-2020/

Precipice…Intimacy

Precipice

Overhangs

Intimacy…

Pull on boots

Of trust, wrap

Faith’s cape ’round

Declare to

Blindfolded

Heart which risks

Crushing wound

“Take courage”

One step

Then another

Overcomes tug

Of isolation’s

Quicksand…

What if the

Drop between

Precipice and

Intimacy’s wealth

Is mere foot or two?

©Rhen Laird/Cobbled Contemplations,  2020 ~ All rights reserved.

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2020/05/17/your-daily-word-prompt-precipice-ydwordprompt-may-17-2020/

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/05/17/rdp-sunday-overcome/

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2020/05/17/intimacy/

Glad Game #7 ~ Silver Linings

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Hello, glad and grateful readers—it’s time for the Glad Game!  If you’re new here, it’s based on Pollyanna’s “game” of finding the silver linings in less than happy circumstances.  Our world, currently beset by dreadful pandemic, is challenged to stay positive…posting gratitude lists help keep me focused, even if some items become redundant🙂

I’m amazed by, and proud of, all the bloggers who are doing a fabulous job sharing “good stuff”.  Be it humor, photos, heartwarming vignettes—we’ve rallied to be supportive of one another, and recognize everyday heroes who are out in full force.  Whether it’s the indomitably resilient human spirit, faith in the Sovereign God, or a nice combination of both—many of us are not just surviving, but thriving in a plethora of creative ways.  So, pat yourself on the back!

a) April’s almost over…am I glad, grateful?  Not overly, I love National Poetry Month—but I hope to dial things down a bit in May🙂

b) That said, I’m thankful for my God-given passion to write…a gift that keeps giving.

c) I’m equally grateful for my love of cooking/baking. It’s creative and therapeutic.  When I’m stirring a pot of soup, smothered okra, or sauce for lasagna—mind and hands are busy, allowing wrinkles in my thoughts to smooth out.  The senses are alive:  fragrant spices; varicolored beans, red tomato paste; tasting flavors; pasta texture.  And, satisfaction when meal is ready…ahh, heavenly!

d) Continuing on food topic, I found a recipe for No-Bake Chocolate Oatmeal Bars—tough times demand dessert!  They sound easy, delish (oats are healthy🙂)…I’ll report back, as to success🙂

e) As many are discovering, there are distinctive benefits to the abrupt changes in “normal life”.  Sure, some things are annoy, stressful—for me, some stresses have been temporarily delayed.  Living in subsidized housing, I generally endure one or more annual “inspections”; this year we may skate by due to closed offices, distancing mandates.  I’m so thankful I might do Snoopy’s Happy Dance!  

f) In the last couple years I’ve felt the press of, and need for assistance with, ageing issues.  I’m gifted in “denial”, so the process of reaching out has been slow and bumpy.  Good days, I don’t want help.  Days when I’m kinda falling apart, making calls to collect information, and indecision, can be overwhelming…exacerbated by limited services and choices for those of low-income status.  So, I’m grateful to be in discussions now (by phone) with a friendly young woman who is facilitating info-gathering to find an advocate, and plan that will serve me satisfactorily. 

This requires courage to trust others, surrender a measure of coveted self-reliance.  Isn’t it funny/strange how you can be racing ahead, progressing in one area…yet remain stuck and scared in another?

g) I’m thankful again for ALL God’s blessings—especially, that He hand-picked a woman who became my sister (standing in for biological ones lost to estrangement).  She’s a blogger I met in 2011, our long-distance relationship is via emails…yet our bond is titanium-strong due to personalities which mesh, similar humor, and like-mindedness in our Christian faith.  We both have life-challenges—but over nearly a decade, we’ve developed good communication and mutual emotional support. 

Sometimes geographical distance is tough…we’d like to be next door, hug and see each other face-to-face.  Nothing in life is perfect—but “close enough” (silver lining) can mean the difference between a full, rewarding life, and floundering despair.  I treasure Deb’s commitment to me, our friendship, and I thank her often.

That’s this week’s grateful-list…and I can’t close without thanking my readers again.  Covid-19 has made many of us more than mere blog “followers”…I’ve received a cherished position as “Auntie L” in several families around the globe.  I’m near to hearts, but not so close I get on their nerves (hopefully)—and that’s a very good thing!

God bless you all.  Much love, Rhen/”Z”/Auntie L

©Rhen Laird/Cobbled Contemplations, 2020 ~ All rights reserved.

Bedelia’s Bridge (6-Sentence Story)

https://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2020/04/22/its-six-sentence-story-thursday-link-up-104/

Prompt:  BRIDGE

This is perhaps Chapter 2, continuing the story of Bedelia’s circled life, found here https://cobbledcontemplations.com/2020/04/16/a-circled-life-sixsentencestories, if you’re interested.

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The fall leaves were no longer…winter’s frigid winds had blown them to another kingdom beyond Bedelia’s world.

Spring took stage, a slow ballet of warming breezes, cherry blossoms, sky’s cloudless blue perfection.

Bedelia said a prayer for courage to tamp down her agoraphobia, donned tattered mauve sweater, and ventured out her bolted door.

Nearby was a woodsy area, fragrant with greening undergrowth and an old bridge.

The bridge was faded gray planks which accepted footsteps without uttered offense, soft and gently ‘neath Bedelia’s feet.

Not much of a bridge, it was more a pallet lying on the ground, extending six feet and stopping at a cliff wall—like Bedelia, the bridge didn’t go anywhere…she turned and walked back over it, returning home.

©Rhen Laird/Cobbled Contemplations,  2020 ~ All rights reserved.

Refuge (A to Z Challenge)

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Running to God, He’s my refuge ~ fortress of strength, solace, sustenance for:

E

Every least, greatest need~ When life’s standing hard on my last nerve, I run to His heart’s refuge of grace

F

Fears winding, twining mind like vines~ His refuge is power, cuts through them like butter, with sword of the Spirit, His Word

U

Unpleasantness which I must face~ He holds my hand; His presence is refuge of courage, confidence

G

Grudges old, new, that I fail to release~ I run to refuge of His throne for mercy; love which transforms from glory to glory, as I behold the Savior

E

Enemies may rise up small, or taller in my eyes; each battle is the Lord’s, not mine.  His refuge locks ’round, guarding me, when His mighty name I call.

©Rhen Laird/Cobbled Contemplations,  2020 ~ All rights reserved.

“God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in times of trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth is transformed and the mountains are toppled into the depths of the seas, though their waters roar and foam and the mountains quake in the surge.” Psalm 46:1-3, Berean Study Bible

“In the fear of the LORD there is strong confidence, And His children will have a place of refuge.” Proverbs 14:26, New King James Version

“Because you have made the LORD your dwelling—my refuge, the Most High— no evil will befall you, no plague will approach your tent.  For He will command His angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways.” Psalm 91:9-11, Berean Study Bible

“My God is my rock, in whom I find protection. He is my shield, the power that saves me, and my place of safety. He is my refuge, my savior, the one who saves me from violence.” 2 Samuel 22:3, New Living Translation

“As for God, His way is perfect; the word of the LORD is flawless. He is a shield to all who take refuge in Him. For who is God besides the LORD? And who is the rock except our God? God is my strong fortress and He makes my way clear.” 2 Samuel 22:31-33, Berean Study Bible

“But we all, with open face beholding as in a glass the glory of the Lord, are changed into the same image from glory to glory, even as by the Spirit of the Lord.” 2 Corinthians 3:18, King James Bible

“Put on salvation as your helmet, and take the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God.” Ephesians 6:17, NLT

“This is what the LORD says: Do not be afraid! Don’t be discouraged by this mighty army, for the battle is not yours, but God’s.” 2 Chronicles 20:15, NLT

Glad Game #5 ~ Easter Blessings

Rhen’s blessed table ~

It’s a blessing to play Pollyanna’s “Glad Game” again, and share my “thankfuls’!

a) I’m grateful for lovely springtime we’re having in my area.  Sunny skies, air fragrant with budding blossoms…I can’t help but feel hopeful, despite continuing pandemic reports.

b) Never would I have dreamed I’d be nearly orgasmic seeing toilet paper on the store shelves—I grabbed my allotted one package thankfully🙂

c) I’m especially grateful the government is making gestures of generosity…I was stunned to discover my April assistance amount was increased bountifully.  God, from Whom all blessings flow, is GOOD to me!

d) Thus far, my neighborhood is not under mandated curfew or lockdown, and I’m very thankful.  Although I’m a stay-home person by nature, freedom to walk to the grocery store is beneficial.

d) My dearest friend has been sewing masks for family and special people, so I’m grateful I made “the list”…looking forward to seeing a made-with-love one in the mail soon.

e) I remain ever thankful for my “family” here on the blogs.  Everyone’s so thoughtful and caring…it’s easy to “love the World” from home, and offer encouragement.

f) Challenging as Covid-19 has been in too-many ways, I’m grateful it didn’t begin in winter when it’s difficult for me to walk outside.

g) I’m thankful recent health issues nudged me to start the process of getting resources I’d previously rejected…stubbornly keeping a vice-grip on my independence.  It’s admirable to resist being a “wimp”, and bravely do life alone…but everyone needs help sometimes, and it takes a different kind of courage, and humility to ask for it.

h) Holy Week will culminate with Easter, or Resurrection Sunday, and I’m hard-pressed to express the depth of my gratitude that Jesus would willingly be the New Covenant sacrifice for my sins.  Having His righteousness, so that I may stand before God without fear or shame, is the BEST GIFT EVER…and spending eternity in Heaven with Him—Wow, nothing can equal it.

i) With Sunday in mind, I’m thankful to have a full freezer and pantry!  I’m eager to cook one of my fave dishes, Smoky Clam & Scallops Chowder—and bake a dark chocolate cake.  Anybody hungry?🙂

j) As I write this, my friend’s daughter is laboring to deliver her second child, a boy…I’ll be an “honorary great-auntie” again.  I’m grateful already!

©Rhen Laird/Cobbled Contemplations, 2020 ~ All rights reserved.

Encourage (A to Z Challenge)

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Every good gift comes from God above ~ He wrapped up encouragement for me to share ~

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Nothing which happens in our lives is wasted ~ My Father God

C

Collected what burned to a pile of ash, and crafted in His

O

Own hands something so lovely I hardly recognize it

U

Used to be my failures, brokenness, scars ~ He

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Recycles my seasons of bleak, raises them up in sunshine reflecting His Son

A

And they take on brilliance of a diamond tiara ~

G

“Go, Girl!” He said, “you’re my beloved Over-comer ~ bring hope, courage and strength to

E

Everyone who’s parched, hungry, weak and weary from despair.  Show them encouragement gleaned from your droughts, dry wilderness, arid deserts. 

People will note your credentials are valid, authentic and genuine…because they’re sealed and stamped with the name which shakes mountains: 

The great I AM, Mighty God of power who redeems, restores, transforms. 

Nothing is impossible for Me ~ I make all things beautiful in My time.”

©Rhen Laird/Cobbled Contemplations, 2020 ~ All rights reserved.

“Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning.” James 1:17, King James Bible

“Yet God has made everything beautiful for its own time. He has planted eternity in the human heart, but even so, people cannot see the whole scope of God’s work from beginning to end.” Ecclesiastes 3:11, New Living Translation

“For with God nothing shall be impossible.” Luke 1:37, KJB

“And we know that God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to his purpose for them.” Romans 8:28, NLT

“You have taken account of my wanderings; Put my tears in Your bottle. Are they not in Your book?” Psalm 56:8, New American Standard Bible

“…to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the LORD, that he might be glorified.” Isaiah 61:3, KJB

Love Like Ivy

Eugi's Weekly Challenge – Love – February 10, 2020

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Love, greatest gift given by Creator God…

It’s seeded in our hearts, and moves

Mysteriously, miraculously, magically

Invisibly via byways of arteries, marrow pure

Silver, neurons sometimes stirred mercurial…

From trust’s labored birth, love loops

Trailing through days, seasons, like ivy vines

Tender, hardy, resilient, fresh, timeless; and

Curling ’round, embraces others, circles rippling

As dew sustains each new budding leaf…

Love begins, passes, with courage to grow

Where there’s rich soil of soul’s generosity, grace.

©Rhen Laird/Cobbled Contemplations, 2020 ~ All rights reserved.