There are many kinds of poverty. Several weeks ago, an eleven year old boy told me that when he was younger, there had been no food in the house. He had seen puppies nursing and had realized that they were receiving sustenance. He was so hungry that he had fed alongside those puppies from theContinue reading “Impoverished”
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Made Beautiful
“Hello? This is Dakota Baptist Church.” “Sarahcanyoubringmeapop??” One of my responsibilities the summer I was seventeen was to answer the church phone. The caller was a twelve year old girl. She spoke so quickly that all her words ran together, and we had the same conversation everyday. “Well, where are you?” “Atmyhouse.” “Where’s your house?”Continue reading “Made Beautiful”
Urgent Need
“Faith by itself, if it does not have works, is dead,” my husband was preaching from James. I happened to turn and glance over my shoulder at the kitchen where two ladies were making a potluck meal. A third lady stood toward the back of the entryway waving frantically. I wondered if she might beContinue reading “Urgent Need”
Reaching Out
Sitting beside the deathbed, I noticed that the last efforts of the woman were to reach out her hand. Was she reaching for water? prayer beads? a photograph? Her reach was unwearying. I took her hand. She squeezed mine and then was able to rest. It reminded me of my children when they were small.Continue reading “Reaching Out”
Sarah Dixon Young 