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I have a nice cage, thank you very much. It is, in fact, a luxury cage.


Large. Well furnished. Supplied with all the mod cons.


I share my cage with the Captain and two dogs. And friends. Acquaintances. Probably a frenemy or two. Keeping in mind I got unfriended.


It’s a solid cage, anchored in love, faith, discipline and self-control.


Illuminated with an inner glow radiating out from a grateful heart.




I’m pretty smug and self-satisfied about my cage.


Thus, when the rattling started, I found myself working through five stages remarkably like grief.


Those are –


  • Denial.

  • Anger.

  • Bargaining.

  • Depression.

  • Acceptance.


I got through Denial.


  • This can’t be happening.

  • It’s not true.


Only, I’m nowhere near the Acceptance Level.


Not yet.


I’m stuck in Angry.


  • I’m nauseous.

  • I have a headache.

  • I’m not going to cry.

  • I’m NOT!


I hold onto the bars of my cage that is my calm, orderly, controlled life.


Stabilizing them.


I search out the Captain for a hug, a cuddle.


And the dogs.


I watch from afar as people I care deeply about inflict hurt.


I cling for dear life as events beyond my control rattle and shake my cage.


Why Lord?




I stare at the canal.


A dolphin cruises past.


I can’t change his path or where he’s going.


Neither can I walk someone else’s road.


Isaiah 26:3 comes to mind.


“You will keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on You.”


I do wish my danged cage would stop rattling while I work on this.


Lent is upon me. I need peace.


Still, it is well with my soul.


Cyber hugs and blessings all.


Photo by Diego Catto on UnsplashIt is well with my soul. Male choir with lyrics.



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