Mountain Tables and Frozen Sea Sands

The rich green Blue Ridge Mountains in early summer make magnificent forests. The canopies are thick with mature trees. Where it is dark, the ferns grow on the forest floor. Paths run through these mountains — from little off-shoot trails to the 2200 mile Appalachian Trail. So, we could not… Continue reading

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The Dilemma of the Distant Heart

The motions were perfect. The little eyes were on the judges. The hands were perfect. The tiny little troup had practiced and practiced. Little darling faces and costumes were icing on the cake.   Another older group was just as noticeable in their performance. Outstretched arms and hands were at… Continue reading

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Who is God and Who am I?

One of the questions that children ask is, “Who is God?” Almost every answer leads to a second question, “Who made God?” The answer has to be good enough for this little boy in Cambodia, my friends in the Philippines, or a person on a street in any city. Why?… Continue reading

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Crescent Craving and Children Waiting

I knew but did not know what was going to happen. We set up a little telescope to see the “third day” moon. The little sliver of a crescent could not be seen until just after sunset. We sat side by side and watched the color show as the fading… Continue reading

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