Higher and Deeper, Note 2

Higher and Deeper, Note 2 Roland and Faylene March 18, 2020 The waning crescent moon was visible this morning from our kitchen window.  We grabbed the binoculars to get a closer look at the familiar yet still mysterious moon.  This is our home – our little cabin in the valley… Continue reading

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The Sewing Box

The Sewing Box. I’m thankful for the sewing box.  I brought it with me from my widowhood when I said ‘yes’ to the man’s invitation to be his wife.  What a useful tool kit to open when the man walks the thorn lined path by the river!  The rip in… Continue reading

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Thank You for All You Do

“Thank you for all you do!”  Her voice was quiet and sincere.  I looked behind me for the person she must have been talking to.  The formal gowns I found in her secondhand store were being shoved into a big plastic bag.  The ticket was miniscule compared to the price… Continue reading

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Not Forsaken

Not forsaken. Little knocks come. A few seconds later they begin again. The sounds are door knob height from this small child who awaits my face to welcome her inside. “Drawing?” she asks with that upturned face towards my smile. “You want to draw?” I question. Her brows raise together,… Continue reading

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IRRITATIONS

Irritations.  Small irritations.  When my controlled world is shaken undone, I become irritated … even on the mission field. “Where is the plastic bag for our dirty clothes?”  I remembered to pack it so things would be organized.  The plastic bag for my dirty shoes is missing, also.  The contents… Continue reading

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