When Time Stands Still

There are moments in life where time stands still. That is . . . time stands still for you. It stops and you are frozen in a moment. In a day. In three months. The six months after. . . and still counting . . . and will be counting forever. Meanwhile, the rest of life is spinning like a revolving door around you. You float as if invisible through the glass. Rotation after rotation. Over and over the door spins but you can't budge. People/Events/Circumstances run in loud circles around you. But your life has stopped. You are still in the panic and chaos that is life but your feet are cemented in a path that will never change. Forcing you in a direction you never knew of. Everything you know - everything you have waited for is frozen. Stolen. Or was it given? Ugh! All you know is that you must start again. Slowly you step forward hoping to not get swept up in the revolving rush of life. You know what life is about now. You know what is important. It's still hard making that transition. No longer can you walk in the innocence and naivety of a revolving life. Your life must have a purpose now. You must step out of the revolving door that offers a direction to nowhere and begin a new independent path with purpose. You know he doesn't want you to stand invisible - feet cemented in the ground. He wants you to walk that path with happiness and joy - to remember that this is a short time. And you hear him say, "Momma, I really not that far away."