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

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