The Twilight Zone
By Robin Caldwell
You unlock this door with the key of imagination. Beyond it is another dimension: a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You’re moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas. You’ve just crossed over into … The Twilight Zone … (Rod Serling)
I remember it well, it was a Thursday. On that particular Thursday, it appeared as though much of everything I’d ever wanted or hoped for was being delivered right into my lap by the hand of God Almighty – the Giver of all good and perfect gifts; the Father of all creation; and the one who loved me. For the first time in ages, I felt so blissful and blessed; all warm and fuzzy on the inside. I felt like a little girl at Christmas, waiting for the moment when I could open my presents.
You see, it wasn’t as simple as receiving what I desired but also receiving what I needed at what I perceived to be the eleventh hour or last minute.
On that Thursday, I was praising the Lord and singing, He’s an on time God, yes he is… Oh my goodness, I cried with joy believing that He had answered my prayers. Please know that I was happy, happy, and even happier.
Within 48 hours, there had been a total reversal of fortune. It was all gone. Poof! And not only had everything disappeared, anything else that could go wrong did go wrong – ridiculously, laughably wrong!
By Saturday morning, I was in the fetal position, staring at a wall and wondering what exactly did Job’s wife mean when she said, “Curse God and die.” Of course, the closest thing I came to curses was that I silently mouthed “why” every fifteen minutes or so, which made me look like a bumbling idiot in public. And given the way I felt, if God killed me for that, I honestly wouldn’t have noticed.
Robin had entered The Twilight Zone or TTZ, for short. I had literally moved into another dimension of sound, sight and mind. It was a land of shadow and substance, of things and ideas. In a matter of two days, I’d crossed over from the land of bliss and certainty to the land of disappointment, uncertainty and bewilderment. If I tell you that I felt like I was living the surreal life, it would be the total truth.
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