Once again I have found myself exiting a medical appointment with Oscar with the weight of a new challenge to work through.
Once again walking down a hospital hallway feeling the myriad of emotions, the random thoughts as the news just shared began to sink in.
Our annual, run of the mill eye clinic appointment that we have been doing for 9 years, levelled up with the diagnosis of forme fruste Keratoconus. A curve ball I hadn’t expected. Words I’d never even heard before and had to ask the Optometrist to write them down.
And so another hallway to walk – uncertain, unfamiliar and unknown. It’s not the first time – Life often takes us through hallways like this —unexpected diagnoses, unfulfilled dreams, moments when the future folded in on itself and all you can do is take the next step.
And I can take the step after that one and the one after that. Because if I’ve learned anything in these winding, disorienting corridors of life, it is that we don’t walk them alone. God’s presence may not remove the hallway but it makes it holy. A place to encounter Him.
So here I am. Questions still swirling. Diagnosis still real.
But not alone.
There’s a hand to hold in this hallway. A Saviour who walks with us and who lights even the darkest corridors with a hope that doesn’t disappoint.
“God is not just at the destination—He’s in the delay, in the hallway, in the pauses between chapters.”
Anon
And so I walk forward. Into the unknown, but still held by the very one who knows the future.
“When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned.”
Isaiah 43:2
Blue Skies & Lollipops 
hi Pip. Your Aunty Faye, my good friend shared your Hallways post with me and I have to say it hit me deep in the ‘feels’.
Over the past few years I’ve become very familiar with these hallways and corridors you describe and I’m encoraged by how you name them as ‘holy’ because of The One Who walks with us through them… even when it often feels like a very dark place.
One particularly dark time for me was when Bruce had his leg amputated because vascular surgery was unsuccessful, during COVID restrictions. Psalm 23 kept me taking one step after the other during this time. ‘Even though you walk through the valley of the shadow of death, My rod and My staff, they comfort you’.
The visual picture of His staff literally held me up and helped me take the next step to the next place I needed to be. But His rod, guided by the prayers of His faithful people, kept my heart and mind looking upwards to Him and not to the dark places the enemy often tried to take me. Be encoraged dear Pip, you are so right- He is with you every step of the way – Isaiah 43, as you quoted.
my Bruce passed away in February and so this is a different journey fir me now but I shall hold onto the ‘holy’ hallways metaphor whenever I may be there into the future.
blessings and love in your journey❤️
jill (Robertson)
Thank you so much Jill for reaching out and taking the time to encourage. So lovely to hear. Glad the blog encouraged you too during these hallway times. Sorry for your loss of your Bruce – that is very hard for you, you must miss him so much. Much love and blessings for lighter times for you xx