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The Sound of Friendship


My favorite part of this weekend out on the island was a few moments spent watching my youngest enjoy time with another missionary kid that was just the right size, just the right age, and had just the right interests. Can you hear them talking?


Greyson and his new pal had a blast all weekend, but especially on this one afternoon...


I could hear them as they climbed rocks and looked for just the right sticks for their adventure in the wild about 10 yards or so from the dining hall where I sat in the shade...


Their voices resonated simple happiness as they jumped and played and imagined their roles together in their journey ...



Two MK's, alike in many ways, and uniquely different in others found a place in time together for one special afternoon ...


How could they like so many of the same things, good sticks, nice rocks, old pieces of drift wood? 


Yet only have really come to know each other the day before. Granted they had met once a few years ago, but this time was not the same...


It seems the sound of friendship is not loud and booming. It's rather quiet...


It happens in a moment under just the right conditions...


I don't believe in luck, nor total fate, but this event for me was truly divine. And that's what I believe - in God's design.


Thank you, God, for the gift of an afternoon of simple friendship for two missionary boys on the eve of a new year. Thank you for allowing me the joy of happening upon their play and having a few moments in the business of the day to sit and watch.



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  1. Loved sharing this moment in time!

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  2. "It happens in a moment under just the right conditions" sums it up so well! No explanation for certain f'ships forming other than that it was in His plan. Thanks for sharing your observations in words & pics. :)

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