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Sorrow Not As Others Which Have No Hope
Date of original journal entry: Monday December 16, 2013 I Thessalonians 4:13 But I would not have you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning them which are asleep, that ye sorrow not, even as others which have no hope. I cannot count how many times I have listened to the mournful...
Smile – The Universal Language
Date of original journal entry - April 2015 My little buddy, Caleb, with his own great smile I have admittedly had some struggles while being separated from Stephen for so long a time. But in His graciousness, the Lord has given me countless special blessings to...
Too Much Love?
“Oh, how can you go there [Sierra Leone] and work with those children? I would just cry; I would love them too much.” The statement deeply stung my heart. The implication, though unspoken, is that I don’t love the children as much as she would - if she were to...
The Nursery Lap
Meet Tete, a darling little imp who comes to church with her faithful mother, Kadiatu. In Mende, Tete simply translates to “Small Girl.” Tete is indeed a small girl but she comes with a big charm. Before we had a formal nursery and children’s church, the toddlers and younger children...
The Life of the Flesh: Part III
Post Prologue In Part II of this series, I wrote an epilogue in which I tell about a mother who lost her life in child birth. Pictured below is her baby daughter who is now being raised by her father’s sister, Howah. To help baby Maria and her Auntie Howah,...
Beyond the Horizon
"And Jesus answered and said unto him, What wilt thou that I should do unto thee? The blind man said unto him, Lord, that I might receive my sight." (Mark 10:51) In July 2014, when we first made the decision for my return to the States, Stephen and I thought...
Im-Pressed
Date of original journal entry: August 2010 II Corinthians … pressed out of measure Today I cleaned the cobwebs off my iron and put it in a storage bin. Having discovered at our rented house Allen Town that a closet is a deep, dark, inviting haven for mosquitoes and –...
The Fourth Watch
Prologue The morning watch, also called the fourth watch of the night, was my husband’s favorite duty assignment during his 20 years of service in the United States Coast Guard. He liked that it was quiet and one had time to meditate on the beauty of the ocean as it...
White Girl
When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Sounds good but for a white girl in West Africa, the results can be a little humorous as you’ll see in these two short stories. Date of original journal entry: April 2010 It was my first day teaching a Bible class at...
Coming Rain
Date of original journal entry: September 24, 2010 I Corinthians 3:6 -7 I have planted, Apollos watered; but God gave the increase. So then neither is he that planteth anything, neither he that watereth; but God that giveth the increase. With rich soil, deep mulch, and...
