Posts by Laura Holt

A Little Humility

The ladies in Sierra Leone really don’t know much about kitchen towels, let alone towels as large and spotlessly beautiful as mine . . . If they should happen to have a kitchen towel it would only be one and it’s used more as a pot holder on their open-fire “stove” but certainly not for drying dishes.

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First Love

We snuggle down in futile attempt to ignore the intermittent disturbance, but I can tell by his breathing that he’s not going back to sleep either … Stephen’s been in the States two and one half months and there’s not one single morning which hasn’t been similar.

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Revealed by Fire

When I returned to Sierra Leone in May, 2016, I had put a clause in my contract removing “Deputy Fire Fighter” from my long and varied job description.  But today that clause held no water and I had to dig in and help.

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Kept

Time for a heart examination … Am I truly Kept for the Master’s Use?  God is doing his part — am I doing mine? 

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Market Day Fun!

“Hey! You need this?” came the voice of another woman eager to sell something to the white lady … “No thank you,” Was my polite answer as I left the market with smoked fish and potato greens …

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Call To Prayer

Doth not wisdom cry … ? I was so moved to prayer by this stark contrast of light versus dark, understanding versus gross ignorance — willful ignorance, a choosing on the part of the sons of man to remain in their darkness. 

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Pleasure or Treasure?

Thank you Lord for the privilege to pray for these young ones just starting out on their own walk with you.  Thank you for the families who have so diligently raised and trained them … And thank you for their desire to be rich in Treasure, not poor in Pleasure.

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Pot of Gold

“There is a pot of gold, a king’s reward, but it comes at the end of the journey” – Jim Elliot

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One Banana

“Where did you get a banana?” I exclaimed with all the energy I could muster.   “Oh, there’s a bunch of them for you out on the veranda table,” was his casual reply.  I told him I had been wanting just one.

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Sermon in the Sunrise

A picture of my little life, the sunrise has today reminded me of the brevity. Yet it’s also a sweet reminder that while I walk this dark valley called Life I am to radiantly and joyously reflect the borrowed glory of the Son.

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