Posts by Sandy
A Special Gift
The sun peeking past the bedroom curtain woke me. I stretched and looked over at the clock—9 am, the 30th of February. Yawning, I wrestled my legs out from under the covers. I sat up with a start. I looked at the clock again. February 30th. What? I knew this was a leap year but that made it the 29th not the 30th. Besides, I clearly remember that yesterday was the 29th. I dismissed it as some electronic glitch with the clock.
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Wander
A Holy Place
For some,
Music unleashes the soul,
Pent up by worldly burdens.
As aloe soothes a burn,
Music can heal a dry, starved spirit
Bringing it life-giving moisture,
That it may bloom and flourish anew.
Hope
Christ Our Hope
It was washing day. Miriam walked outside carrying her large worn wicker basket full of freshly washed clothes. Setting the basket down on the ground, she grabbed the item on top and absently clipped it to the clothesline. Normally she enjoyed this job, especially taking down the dried clothes, scented with fresh sun-filled air. Today her mood was sober. Her two brothers had left their village over a month ago. She had received no word from them. They had gone to find Jesus. News of His many miracles had reached their tiny village and Thaddeus and Levi wanted to see these things for themselves
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Testimony
The Lonely Road To Peace
She walked alone, on a dusty dirt road, lined with tall brown grass and thorny bushes. Hands in her pockets, head down, eyes looking into her past. Silence hung in the air like smoke from a distant wildfire. For the first time in her life she felt lonely. Most of the people in her life had moved on, changed lanes on the freeway of life and taken exits to places she’d never see. Part of her felt like an empty walnut shell, cracked open, exposed, the juicy meat consumed, the sharp-edged shell thoughtlessly tossed out the window without a care.
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