His Heart

The man walks the paths lined with thick vegetation, dotted with blackberry bushes and trees. He points to the patches of grass sown several years ago, the wildflowers, the little pond for the deer and fawns. Hours, days, weeks, months, years, all spent to make it the beauty it is today.

The man loves the paths, but he speaks to me of selling it all: the paths, the quiet, the place of a multitude of memories for the majority of his adult life. The intense longing in his eyes is far away, half a globe away, from this present paradise. His heart freely flows with the love of God, so he is prepared to lay down the “momentary pleasures” of this life. The man is going back… to the little faces he loves in the Philippines.

He’s going back…and he’s taking me with him.

“Thou wilt show me the path of life: in thy presence is fullness of joy; in thy right hand are pleasures for evermore.”    Psalm 16:11   Jubilee Bible



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  1. You both are blessed beyond measure in these golden years of your life. God has found willing vessels to fill and pour out on His children across the world. Walk in His wonderous, generous, never ending love as you serve.
    My heart and prayers are ever with you. Faylene you are a joy and a blessing to have as a sister in the Lord. I have learned much from you in the short time God allowed our paths to meet and mingle.
    Numbers 6:24-26

  2. Yes there is many paths in life. When we stop and look down the many seemly long and winding and different paths that sprout out like a tree in the forest of life, we can always go to our lord Jesus in prayer and get His direction, as He has already walked before us.

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