This is Chapter 2 of my Dillingham Adventures Chapter 2 I remember a rather humorous phone conversation I had with a book company I was ordering from while in Dillingham. I made my way to the local grocery store to use the payphone located outside so that I could place an order for a Bible […]
This story is Chapter 1 in my Dillingham Adventures. Enjoy!! Chapter 1 Growing up in Boise, Idaho, I considered myself a Tomboy. I liked the malls, shopping, going to movies and other things convenient to life in a city, but I lived in a suburb on an acre of land where we raised cows, horses,
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There they were–the masses of broken people. Their diseases and handicaps were varied, but their hope was the same. They gathered here at this place every day by whatever means could get them there, because the word on the street was that some people who came to this place left completely healed. The Pool of
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It has been a wonderful, adventurous, and soul-filling four months of traveling. I wasn’t sure if I could do it and I certainly wasn’t sure how the four kids would take to sleeping in a trailer and being someplace new every few days. It proved to be a great time. We are now day three
I have been almost 37 years on a journey that has taken me places that I have had to struggle and pray myself through. It has been a beautiful journey full of love and laughter, friends and confidantes, playfulness and brokeness. I cry easier than most. I laugh whole-heartedly. I learn to trust and I
Dear Friend, I’ve heard that you have been going through a tremendous trial of physical pain and loneliness. I wanted to say that I am so sorry for the suffering you are going through. I want you to know that I am praying for you and I know that God will make a way for
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I used to think that Christmas was the only day of the year where people stop and rest. When the stores are closed and people are forced to settle in to wherever they are. But with the fracturing of families and the distances that separate loved ones, Christmas seems to be a day fraught with
Empathy: The quality or process of entering fully, through one’s imagination, into another’s feelings or motives, into the meaning of a work of art, or the like. (The New Oxford American Dictionary) Empathy gets me in trouble sometimes. Like the time I visited my friend in the hospital after she had surgery for a ruptured
Raindrops on roses, and whiskers on kittens…. For as much as I stressed and complained about the transition from living in an 1888 square foot, three bedroom house, to a 2002 suburban and 10’x6’ cargo trailer, I have to say that the trade- off has been surprisingly refreshing. I had a sneaking suspicion that I
We’ve cuddled mice and chipmunks, hugged dogs and bandicoots, posed with princesses and kissed sponges. This Southern California adventure is coming to a close, but not before it has conditioned me to be suspicious of every day sights and sounds. We ate dinner tonight at the Macaroni Grill. As we sat at the table with
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