dear emily,
we have been fervently praying for our daughter, sunday,
this term while she has been studying abroad, but we could
never have imagined the variety of ways the Lord would
show His love for her.
while spending a few extraordinary days on the canary
islands, she was splashed by a swimmer in the pool.
"i beg your pardon, my dear darling lassie!" said the
musical irish voice.
sunday was pleased to see the twinkly blue eyes that came
with the apology and assured him splashing didn't bother her
at all. he remarked that she had a verra' american accent.
after an entertaining and amusing conversation, the elderly
irishman said, "good health to you and a pleasant sleep."
the next morning while enjoying her tropical fruit by the
seaside, she heard a now familiar voice asking, "now,
would you be thinking me too forward if i asked to join
you for breakfast?"
seeing his book of mark, sunday exclaimed, "i just was
reading in mark!"
"well now, and maybe i should be telling you, sure, that
i just was saying a prayer for you in mass, wasn't i?"
as they were saying their farewells, he said, "the funny
thing about life is you often end up saying goodbye more
than once."
i wonder if he has a grandson her age?
love,
lea
"do not forget to offer hospitality to strangers...for through
it some have entertained angels." hebrews 13:2
17 comments:
*love* this amazing letter...i think we lack true hospitality so often..
another tid bit of advice...those accents will get you every time...just ask my mom who was swept off her feet by a scot!! :0)
*thank you* for the super sweet comment on my blog, somedays i wish ;0)
blessings,
kristin
faded prairie
Lea, your writing style is really quite charming! I love how in just a few words, you transfer your readers from keyboard to paradise!
What a cute story! Those Irish accents will charm you every time!
I love that scripture. So true! Interesting ideas with the letters. I'm intrigued:) Have a great weekend.
Lea I love this! Remember that book, The Runaway Bunny, I used to tell my kids it was like Psalm 139.... Wherever we go He surprises us and shows up!!
ronda,
i am so stealing that idea for
my grandkids someday.
thanks for commenting. i
love to hear from my home
town friends.
blessings!
Lea, your writing is incredibly good. Capturing accent like that is not something everybody can do.
You painted a picture and I was smack in the middle of the scene, trying to be discreet while I eavesdropped!
Loved it.
And the "good-byes" continue to come for me... perhaps the most difficult part of my nearly 44 years on this earth--the "good-bye" that leave a tremendous ache, reminding me so very clearly about the temporal nature of things here, things longed for, things yet to be.
There's coming a day when "good-bye" will be no more. Only one "welcome" after another. I look forward to that day, friend.
Because I haven't been a reader for long, let me ask, "Who in the world is Sunday?"
peace~elaine
Wonderful capture of what must've been a delightful moment, which means that the teller told the story well and the listener heard it very well, too.
Hello Lea, thanks for your nice visit and kind words on my post. Your story of sunday was so well told. I am assuming sunday is your daughter. Maybe the kind gentleman was a priest or minister of some king? blessings
QMM
blessings and safe travels to dear, sweet sunday.
Thank you so much for stopping so i could meet you!! Now I have to catch up on your blog!!
Hi! Thanks so much for leaving a comment on my blog because I jumped over to read your blog and was totally immersed in your letters. I have added you to my sidebar and look forward to reading your posts while enjoying my morning coffee each day! deb @linenslaceandlattes
love love this...such a special "chance" meeting..grandson indeed!
What a sweet post! It's amazing how small our world really is!
Kate
Would that be so cool if he had a grandson her age?!!
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