Archive for August, 2017

Pencil.jpgAn ordinary pencil, at my feet.  Newish and lonely.  Not what I expected to see as I walked to the vehicle parked in the Haitian Hospital grounds.  Picked it up.  Had a decent pencil already in my laptop back.  So I casually offered it to a Haitian colleague walking with me.

This friend, familiar with Christian faith, speaks excellent English.  But seemed lost for words. (more…)

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