posted by Beverly at
11:45 PM
hmm... I'm Beverly, I love my kids and my dog...I love the ocean because it screams to me the awesome power of God....I am really afraid of heights, but I did go climbing and rappelling once...I love for people to make me laugh and I love to make others laugh...I love really scary movies but when the lights go out and I go to bed I find myself checking under the bed, and kicking myself for watching them..I love rain hitting the windows of the car..I absolutely love thunderstorms..I love children and how Jesus took snotty, loud, little kids on His lap, even at the protest of His followers...I sometimes jump in too quickly and that gets me in trouble...In my life, I had to actually touch the stove to believe it was hot..
- Beverly
Anyone can chat, we're always welcome to hear what you have to say!
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...the outskirts of town - to a single-lane road winding to the edge of the lake. The crunching gravel under his tires was muted by the overgrown grass on the lane.
He nosed his truck to the slide-latch door of a delapidated shack. He heaved the door open and let himself into the dank and musty structure - and let his eyes adjust for a moment before he started looking for his...
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Scott, at
12:01 AM
counter-rotating tiller.
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Cole, at
8:05 AM
He often tilled to pass the time. It reminded him of the work they had done together and the small crop of land they had created. That tiller had seen them through many times before. You could clearly see the mileage on the faithful piece of machinery.
Although Rupert and his wife had never had any children, he believed their name would live on long after. Perhaps not in the form of a lifeline, but in the form of wheat seeds, gently floating in the breeze over to other fields, planting themselves firmly and taking root.
The toll of her hospital stay was starting to show in Rupert. He couldn't help but think that if only Delores had....
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Anonymous, at
10:01 AM
watched where she was going on that fateful day when she was using the counter-rotating tiller on the back forty, things might be different. The irony of the fact that the tiller had brought so much productivity into their lives, while later reaping such destruction was not lost on him. How were they to learn to move on now that...
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reJoyce, at
5:13 AM
...Delores' tilling days were over. Would they find a common bond that could hold them together for the rest of their days? Without tilling it all seemed so hopeless. Rupert knew he would have to sit down with Delores and have a serious talk about their future. They needed to discuss...
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Candy, at
7:32 AM
why they put so much time into tilling the land. It seemed to Rupert that if they had spent more time with each other, they could have had some children of their very own. Delores was faced with the reality that she was no longer a spring chicken, and that Rupert had began to develop a wandering eye. Rupert was aware that Delores knew about his wandering eye. Now it was just a matter of...
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Brian Thrift, at
5:42 PM
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