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In my Bible I carry a photograph.   It's a moment frozen in time, A super happy instant divine. My little nephew who barely knew me well accepted my offer of help up the stairs. And up we ran without a care! When I read sometimes my mind tends to wander. I search out the page that holds my small joy. A smile comes every time I look at that boy. My prayers span the distance, As right now we live so many miles apart, Far away, so far away, but always, always close at heart! Today is the little fellow's third birthday.  Happy Birthday, Little Isaiah!   Take care and try to be good.  Be nice to your brothers and eat the food on your plate.  Careful, don't let any bites fall to the floor!  I hear that happens a little too often these days.  Three years old is a very good age.  Not too many worries, at least not until you are four!  Then it will be almost time to start that school work and stop all that tumbling on the floor! ...

This is a very special story written for my three little nephews who live in Southern Brazil very far from where I live up in the Northeast of Bahia.  I hope you all remember this special day. Once upon a time there were three little brothers who lived in a far away place called Mountain Valley.  The three little brothers were the only sons of a man and woman who were getting ready to travel to a far off country.  They were going to be missionaries in a place were many people needed to hear about God and the Bible.  The three little boys had a crazy old aunt who was home from that same far away country.  She and her husband happened to have three sons just like the man and woman.  She and her husband were missionaries just like the man and woman, too.  They had been living in the far away country for many years and had never gotten to meet the three little boys before. One day while in the place near Mountain Valley where the missionary ...