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Hello, Hagar here–sitting in for Cale during her leave. 

Her optional to-do list included writing for challenges/prompts, and the asterisk by “Six Sentence Stories” indicated a high priority.  I’ve sent up a prayer, and will try my best. 

The host is Denise, talented writer and much-loved friend to bloggers.  6SS instructions can be found by clicking her link above.  Her prompt this week is ORDER.

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The Order Rene would have chosen was a cloistered one.

Entering the convent’s office she saw a latticed grate separating visitors from the nun at the desk; it was both intimidating and comforting.

Rene desperately longed to leave the World which demanded so much, and returned a mere pittance of compassion.

She was young, and aware that those who thought they knew her were making less than heartfelt efforts to deter her (she wasn’t blind: they’d gladly be rid of her–locked up in a convent was preferable to their prideful self-regard, than hiding her in a mental institution).

The unsmiling nun eyed her for lengthy moments before saying, “you’ll no longer wear all that make-up, you know–there’s no place for such vanity in the service of the Lord–only submission to the rules of the Carmelite Order, and hushed humility at all times.”

After earnest soul-searching Rene withdrew her request to become a novitiate–and it had nothing to do with make-up; the risk of failing amid this pious community weighed heavily–if she disappointed them, and God, she’d have nothing left; perhaps in His mercy He’d find some small mission to occupy her, lest she crash and burn utterly.

Hagar