Skipping Stone Ripples & Circles of Honor

Have you ever tried to skip stones across a peaceful pond or calm lake?  The skip point sends out ever widening concentric circle ripples and if the 'skip' is close enough, those circles eventually intersect each other.  It's quite fun to try to do this.  One of my brothers invariably was able to do this better than I.  

These were the thoughts I had after my morning Bible devotions today.  I'm working on a reading plan called "When Faith Catches Fire" written by Samuel Rodriguez and Dr. Robert Crosby.  Today's text was taken from John 17:21-22.  The authors ask if anyone has ever thought to answer Jesus' prayer where He asks His Father God that may all His disciples...

 "be one, just as You, Father, are in me, and I in You, that they also be in us,"

Verse 21 finishes...

"so that the world may believe that you have sent me."

Jesus further asks His Father...

"May they be one even as we are one...." (verse 22)

Rodriguez and Crosby say that we all expect Jesus to answer our prayers we ask of Him, but do we ever consider answering His, as seen in these verses?

New concept to me.

I like how they explained how they thought this could be brought about.  They say to "draw circles of honor" around people.  Not false flattery but sincere words of praise or encouragement, not just to an individual but in the hearing of others.  This builds others up instead of tearing them down.

The opposite can happen when we slander another which usually gets done behind another's back creating ugly situations.  The words usually get back to the one spoken against.  That's where the tearing down comes in.

Yet, when we purpose to praise, and in front of others, a "circle of honor" will materialize.  That person will then be uplifted and enabled to do so for another.  This helps to bring greater unity in our circle of friends and family and no less among the people of God in any given congregation.  This, in turn, brings forth that unity God desires.

So can you visualize all this?  Can you visualize why the skipping stone image?  

As we choose to create "circles of honor" here, and there, you will be "answering" Jesus' prayer.  

Rodriguez and Crosby end with the question,

"Who are some of the people you want to honor this week?"

Let us be doers and not just hearers of God's word, and of godly wisdom spoken by His children.  Skip a few stones along your way today.  Happy skipping and 'circling'.

                                                ~ERC  October 2017~

Refreshing Wells

Looking for verses about a connection between salvation and happiness I happened upon Isaiah 12:3, which really 'spoke' to me.  Here's what it says...

"With joy you will draw water from the wells of salvation."

It struck my fancy and got me cogitating about wells, water, springs, geysers and fountains.  

Once upon a time while growing up we got water from a well at our house in Sambro, Nova Scotia, Canada.  There's good and not so good about that.  The good is it had refreshing water with none of the additives a city run water supply would dump into the water.  The not so good was that in the summer we had to really ration the water because the well could run dry.  In the winter we had to stick a big light down the well to keep the water from freezing solid.  

The waters from the well were there to give us life and 'save' us yet it could and would and did fail us at times.  It didn't always 'save' us, we had to 'save' it.

And that is just like salvation.  We cannot earn it in any way, shape or form.  Works or keeping a set of laws, even when they are good morals and lead us to have right and better thinking so that our actions will be good, the 'well' itself cannot save us.  We need the Living Water, Jesus Christ (John 4:1-14).  His well is never empty and never puts a freeze on anyone trying to 'drink'.  Drink freely and find great joy in salvation through Jesus Christ; He is the one who earned this privilege for one and all who avail themselves thereof.

Then there was the little spring that was behind our Sambro house.  It was unobtrusive yet had a wee-sized might of its own.  It ran from the back of the house and wound around to the side and then down to the drainage ditch out the front.  It minded its own business and pressed on with its springing, watering the area as it meandered along.  

In the winter my Dad and brother would harness the water with a wee dam and create a mini ice-skating rink for us kids which was also a magnet for some of the other neighborhood children.  We had grand times imagining ourselves as great figure skating divas or ice-hockey stars.  There was a lot of joy from that wee spring.

When we come to salvation through Jesus Christ, the joy of the Lord can be our strength and there is no limit to that.  We can draw from this 'well', again and again.  

From wells and springs my mind then jumped to Old Faithful, the geyser.  It was named a way back in 1870, according to Wikipedia, and since the year 2000 'geysers' every 44-125 minutes.  When it spouts up its boiling hot water, it can often sustain as long as 1 1/2 to 5 minutes doing so.  Amazing.  Awesome.  I have never seen this with my own eyes unfortunately,  but just thinking of it stands me in awe.  How magnificent it must be close up.  Well, not too close.

May I direct your attention to a key word here; faithful.  Old Faithful was named in 1870, but it must have been gushing forth for ages prior.  It is still ongoing.  Our God is the ever faithful one.  

``The LORD Himself goes before you and will be with you, He will never leave you nor forsake you.``  Deuteronomy 31:8.

These words are repeated in Hebrews 13:5.  Granted for a different reason, yet despite our situation in life, God`s promise to be with us and to never forsake us, still stands.  That sounds a lot like faithfulness to me and encourages me to press on with life.  Once we have salvation through God`s Son Jesus Christ, we are secure.  Does this thought and promise give you joy...it does for me.  That springs from the well of salvation.

And then fountains were mentioned...

Picture in your mind a fountain in the middle of a town square.  Cobble stones surround.  It`s summer and hot.  The fountain cascades water in circumference and children splash and squeal with gleeful abandon playing under and in the water falling gently upon them.   There are several adults dodging in and out; parents attending to their offspring.  It`s cooling and joyful.  Relaxing, and relief from the heat.

Other adults won`t be caught dead frolicking publicly there like a child.  They hurry on their way.

That`s like salvation.  Those who choose to accept Jesus as Savior can have their burdens lifted.  He gives rest (Matthew 11:28).  Perhaps the troubles they may have do not go away, but they can find relief; Someone to confide in who really cares.  May His love and care cascade upon you as that fountain.  This too, comes from the well of salvation.  

Draw again and again from the refreshing wells of salvation and may you have the joy that accompanies.

                                                ERC  October 2017

Out of the Blue - A Story - Part 25-27

Blue Topaz

Part 25

The friends and folks in Borneo were all a-flutter; their Ruth E was getting married and she had invited any who could come!!  

Likely none of them could but if they pooled their resources one or two of them might brave the "great-unknown-world-across-the seas" where Ruth E comes from.

Jacey and Jacinth had both gotten personal emails inviting them to be her bridesmaids.  Would they come if Shem and she sponsored their tickets?

Would they??  Of course they would!  "Oh but Ruth E we are scared to death to go to your world!!"

Ruth E had to calm them with many an email and map out just what they'd need to do:  valid passports; some warmer clothes; they'd send them the e-tickets; explanation step-by-step through immigration and visa obtaining, etc.

"Over here," she'd told them, "we eat, sleep and go to the toilet as much as you do over there; just maybe a little bit differently.  But, don't worry, we will eat some rice when you come.  Fret not.  My Mother will take the best of care of you.  She knows what to do as she learned from me," Ruth E assured them.

In the end the villagers decreed that the headman and his wife would accompany Jacey and Jacinth as they were the ones who could speak some English (Ruth E wondered what happened to all the ones she'd taught English to but figured they were apprehensive of coming).  The headman and his wife were only tolerable at English but she was so pleased at least these four would come.

The others sent so many congratulatory emails; some wanting to know all about this Dr. Shem guy.  He better treat her well or they would all come and teach him some tribal discipline.  Was he a Christian they wanted to know; and many other things.

Finally Ruth E sent out a general email to them all describing Dr. Shem and his girls and telling them, "Yes, he's a Christian and loves God very much.  He even does some mission work too."

That quelled their misgivings as to whether or not this Dr. Shem was a good man.  After all, he kind of came out of the blue and snatched their Ruth E away.  Ruth E had to laugh but all this endeared them to her even more.  She was still very much one of their family and they were looking out for her.  Shem was somewhat chagrined by all the censureship but understood their love and protectiveness of their 'family' member.  Ruth E was a precious person and he'd do his best not to take her for granted.

Ruth E was a bit saddened that none of her Borneo branch members would be able to attend but she knew the logistics of all that would be tricky.  She thanked them for their advance wedding gift and for their love, prayers and moral support.

Hannah and Heather were besides themselves to be asked to be flower girls but turned their noses up when Ruth E told them there would be ring bearers.  However when she explained that they'd be their cousins, that was ok then, they'd suffer it out.  Ha, ha.

Sapphire was well pleased to be asked to be maid-of-honor but felt Ruth E should postpone the wedding for another few months so she would have a chance to lose some weight.  Ruth E laughed, "You look fine enough Sapphy.  You lose too much you'll dry up and blow away.  We can't have that."

"I suppose you are correct as usual," Sapphire conceded, "but you know, you never know if I can catch the eye of the best man."

"The best man is your cousin Navy," Ruth E giggled gleefully. "He'll be eyeing others."

"Phewy!  Why must we have so many cousins!"  Sapphire mourned.

"Well, there will be one of Josie's brothers as a groomsman; perhaps he'll do?" offered Ruth E.

"Nothin' doin'!" Sapphire fired back, "He's not my type."

"Seems there's many who aren't your type Sapphy; there's no one perfect ya know, not even though made especially for you."

"I know," sighed Sapphire.  "That's why its a shame we have so many cousins who are such fine up and out-standing men.  By comparison, all others pale."

"Oh Sapphire!  I found one."

"Yeah, just my luck-you won him!  He doesn't have any long lost brothers that you know of does he?"  Sapphire lamented hopefully.

"If such a brother is to be found, you'll be the first one I'll tell.  But Sapphire...in God's good timing.  Wait for Him and His will," chided Ruth E.

"I know, I know.  But if only someone "out of the Blue family" could be in attendance;  how nice."

"We can pledge to pray together for such a guy Sapphire.  God knows the desire of your heart and I know you actually want what God wants for you.  Why not get Great-granny praying too.  She's good at that.  It's a big part of why Shem and I are together now-due to her prayers and relationship with her Heavenly Father."

"Yes, you are correct Ruth E, cousin."

"I'll need your assistance with Jacey and Jacinth when I'm otherwise occupied, Sapphy.  Take them for a jolly holiday afterwards.  My folks will tend to Mr. and Mrs. Kiamson.  They'll need a slower pace.  I'll be back from the honeymoon in time to say a day of good-byes.  Oh Sapphy my heart is bursting."

"Sure, I can handle it.  Just give me some hints on some of the hurdles of culture shock they'll face.  I know some from you but you were originally from here so have the advantage."

"Ok, let me think of them and write them out for you.  Let you know later.  And Sapphy, thanks for all the help.  Thanks for being such a wonderful cousin-sister down through all the years."

"Oh Ruth E, you're the best-est."

The cousins hugged and shed a few tears on each others' shoulders.

And so on as The Day approached.

Part 26

The Borneo contingent were dazzled and rather overwhelmed with Ruth E's world but true to form, adapted fairly well.  They loved her parents straight off, were somewhat in awe of 'Dr. Shem', as they insisted on calling him, and ever the child-loving people, made quick friends with Hannah and Heather.  

There was mutual admiration there.  Hannah and Heather were rather enthralled with "the folks from afar" as they explained to their Grandmother H later.  "Miss Ruth E can talk to them in their language; it sounds so cool.  But they can speak a bit of English with us too, but have a funny accent like Miss Ruth E used to have but they're good people, no mistaking."

Ruth E was so touched by the Borneo love.  All the village women had banded together and made her a traditional bead dress.  Normally such a dress would take about three years to make, little bit by little bit.  The women had kept at it almost night and day for two months straight to complete it.  What a gift!  What an heirloom!  She'd treasure it forever.

This is what a mother would do for a daughter and present to her upon her wedding day.  Ruth E decided she would change out of her wedding dress and into the traditional bead dress for the wedding reception.  What an awesome gift; beaded with love and affection and village family togetherness.  She was still, one of them.

Part 27

The Day arrived.  All was in readiness.  The strains of "Here Comes the Bride" floated up the aisle to meet the Bride and her Roy L Dad coming down.  Shem was having trouble breathing in his tux he was so jubilant. He couldn't keep his eyes off Ruth E even if he tried.  Good that the flower girls came first so he could wave to them.  They'd be after him otherwise.

"Why did brides have to torture their intended to the last minute though," he wondered impatiently?  "Flower girls & Ring bearers.  Bridesmaids.  Maid-of-honor.  Only then, The Bride."

At last the Father gave the Bride away, placing her hand in Shem's.  "You look stunning, Blue Belle", Shem mouthed to her.

The minister cleared his throat to get Shem and Ruth E's attention.  He waited.  He cleared it again, a little louder, a second time.  He might have to shoot a gun into the air with this couple, he mused.  Finally they turned to him as if, "Ah you said something?"

He got on with it before he lost their attention again...and now, I pronounce you "Husband and wife...You may kiss the bride but don't forget where you are."  The minister chortled.

Shem and Ruth E kissed.  Hannah and Heather squealed in delight and everyone else broke out in uproarious laughter.  "Let them laugh with joy," Shem thought, "I've secured my Blue Belle, at last."

And so the marriage of Dr. Shemuel Paul Hutchinson and Miss Ruth Elizabeth Blue began...

                                                 ~ERC   2017~

Out of the Blue - A Story - Part 22-24

Blue Topaz

Part 22

Achsah Hutchinson, Shem's mother, was a woman of intuition and having realized for some time now her son appeared to be spending more and more time with Ruth Elizabeth Blue, a one time sweetheart, took it upon herself to remonstrate with him.  She'd have to catch him when the girls were not around.  That niche of time would not be easy to come by so she made a date with him for Saturday morning while the girls were at Ruth E's and before Shem went to the senior's home-a window of opportunity she'd grab.  And grab, she did.

"What is it Mama?" Shem asked innocently after they'd ordered their breakfast.

"It's Ruth E, that's what.  Shem, please be careful with her.  She's a wonderful person but you hurt, no rather, broke her heart once upon a time."

"Yes, Mama, I'm keeping that in mind and it keeps me humbled and at a snail's pace with her."

"What about the girls, Shem?  Yes they love her but if this climaxes into a wedding, are they prepared to have a new Momma?  Think especially of Hannah.  She was affected, and long-term, by Josie's Homegoing.  Be careful of them too Shem.  They are your first priority right now."

"I didn't tell you this before, Mama, because I wasn't sure of Ruth E's feelings but I do believe we are making good and steady progress with each other and with her and the girls.  She's really been gracious and giving me a second chance."

"Yes, I still miss Josie and think of her often but I believe she would also want me to move on.  I was wondering, Mama, if you could do me a favor.  If I arrange with Josie's parents to have the girls for a couple of days during school holidays, could you take them there for me?"

"I think it is time for me to collect Josie's things and box them up and send them to the Salvation Army Store.  I want to spend two evenings doing so and remembering her and our relationship.  Then I need to put it behind me.  I'll go bring the girls home afterwards and take her folks some memento or other of Josie's they might like to have.  I think I will then need to tell them of my renewed relationship with Ruth E.  They deserve to know straight from me and not via the grapevine.  What do you think?|"

"Sure.  I can do that and I think you're wise to tell them."  Achsah replied.  "And yes, it is time to pack Josie's things away but you will have to tell the girls you are doing that.  They too may like to keep some of her things, to have and hold now.  You could pack some of the others away in the attic so when they are older they will have a keepsake or two of her. Perhaps some of her special jewelry and China dishes; things like that.   They are very perceptive and observant and would know things are different upon their return."

"Yes, Mama,"  Shem said.  "Thanks for this chat.  It's good to stop and smell the roses; you are a wonderful rose among roses.  I really appreciate all the help over the years you've given so unselfishly and uncomplaining.  You are certainly, "adorned" with God's love.  I also appreciate the advice."

"You are my son, I  could do no less."  Achsah replied, smiling. "A mother's love encompasses much."

Part 23

The days marched on merging into weeks, and months.  Shem would pop down to visit Ruth E on Wednesday evenings for dinner and then slip home late night.  The first time he came, Ruth E was so surprised to see him standing before her at the office reception counter she blushed like a schoolgirl.  Shem was amused but didn't tease.  The office director looked up from his cubical and said to himself, "Oh, Ruth E has a beau; that's news.  He kept it to himself and monitored from a distance.

The girls were so fond of Ruth E and she for them they already felt a lot like family.

Then one Wednesday evening, Shem took Ruth E to a cozy little restaurant about twenty minutes ride out of town.  There Shem proposed to Ruth E and there Ruth E accepted, saying, "Shem I really believe that the Lord brought us together again to renew our relationship and to be united in marriage, so 'Yes! I will marry you!"  

Shem slipped a beautiful blue topaz engagement ring onto her finger and explained, "Blue Topaz is a symbol of my love, care and affection for you, Blue Belle.  The blue color, well, I think you also know, being from the Blue family and all."  And he smiled into her eyes.

Shem had apparently already asked Ruth E's father's permission and permission had been granted.  "But what about the girls, Shem?"  Ruth E had asked.  "Are they ok with this?|"

"They sure are, Ruth E.  It was all I could do to keep them at home tonight, they so wanted to come and join "the proposal".  You know all the prince and princess videos they've seen-they feel they are missing out on romance."

"What does your Mother think, Shem?"

"She's all for it, Ruth E.  This Sunday, would you dine with us for lunch please?  She asked."

"Sure, but I must be sure to spend that evening with my folks."

Shem's phone rang and rang.  He finally let go of Ruth E's hand, where he had placed the engagement ring, to answer.

Before he could get "Hello" out, Ruth E heard the distinct voices of the girls in chorus, "What did she say, Daddy?"

Ruth E had to laugh.  Shem chuckled, "Well, sweetpeas, why don't I let you talk to Miss Ruth E yourself and ask her?"

Shem passed the phone to Ruth E but she too couldn't get a word in edgewise, "Miss Ruth E, are you going to marry our Daddy?  He wouldn't let us come and ask!" they said indignantly.

"Yes, girls, I will be very happy to marry your Daddy."

"Yippie!  Yippie! Yippie!" they shouted with glee.

"OK sweethearts I'll hand the phone back to your Dad, Good Night!"

"Good night soon-to-be-Mommy" they said.

Shem took the phone and in his best father's tone told them, "This is all very exciting, I know girls, but you've got school tomorrow, and need to settle down and go to sleep now.  Love you.  Be good for Grandma H and I'll look in on you when I get home."

"Yes, Daddy.  Good-bye."

"Ok, good-bye."  Shem hung up and turned to Ruth E,  "I'm not sure I can settle down and go to sleep tonight though. Let's get you back to your office room and I'd best skedaddle home.  Maybe the drive will help lull me to sleep."

"Well, don't go to sleep before getting there."  Ruth E cautioned.

Parked in the office parking lot, Shem turned to Ruth E, "Some time ago I kissed your hand and you took off out of the car like a bullet out of a gun.  I'd like to see what would happen if I gave you a good-night kiss on your very tempting lips."

"Try it and see," replied staid, Ruth E, "but I warn you..."

She didn't get any further than that because Shem stifled her words.

Ruth E took to giggling and Shem let her catch her breath, "Oh my Shem.  I think I'm going to suffocate."

She opened the car door, stepped out, took some deep calming breaths and said, "Til next time..."  She  hurriedly shut the door, raced up the office steps and let herself into her accommodation.

When her lights winked on Shem sped off grinning into the night.

Part 24

Ruth E called her parents next morning with the engagement news they'd likely already surmised yet she knew they'd want to hear it from her directly.

"Oh we are so happy for you Ruth E," her mother rejoiced.  "Can I go over and tell Great-granny today?  She'll be dying to know."

"Sure if you think she can't wait til I come up on the weekend.  Better she hear from one of us rather than from the gossip section."

"OK, bye.  See ya Friday afternoon."

The branch mission director was an observant sort of  man, after all, his wife had been honing these skills on him for the past forty years or so, so it was not surprising that when he came into the office and saw a beaming Ruth Elizabeth that he knew he'd best glance at her left ring finger as unobtrusively as possible.  Sure enough, he saw the sparkling rock, "Congratulations!"  he greeted Ruth.

"For what?" she asked.

"It so happens I see a very nice gem on your left ring finger that was not there yesterday.  I believe I recall correctly." he said.

"You deduce correctly, Director.  You don't miss a trick.  Thank-you."  Ruth E purred.  "I'm kinda new to this sort of stuff."

"Sort of stuff, is it?" the director laughed his big hardy guffaw, "wait til I tell Madeleine, she'll be in here as fast as you can say, 'applesauce' wanting to know details.  Be forewarned.  Oh, Ruth E; so happy for you."

"Thank-you, Sir Matthew."

True to Matthew's prediction, Madeleine came in all a bustle.  She brought some very fine homemade applesauce too, which amused Ruth E.  No wonder Matthew had made the applesauce comment.  It was one of Madeleine's many specialties and it was indeed delicious.

After Ruth E was plied with applesauce, she was then plied with Madeleine's questions.  Ruth E answered as best she could.  She really was a dear soul and Ruth E didn't mind the 'interrogation'.  She knew it all wouldn't be discussed outside these four walls except likely with Matthew at home.

"Do you know what this calls for tonight, Ruth E?"

"Not really."

"A celebration!  Please come over for dinner and I'll make you a dinner fit for rejoicing."

She was an endearing woman and loved to do such things for others.  Ruth E accepted the invite.

"You come over with Matthew.  He can bring you back afterwards."

"Thank-you Madeleine.  You are so good to me."

"Nonsense.  It needs to be done."  She hustled into Matthew's quiet, commanded him to bring Ruth E home to dinner that evening and then took herself home.

Ruth E went back to her tasks but it took real effort to concentrate.  And speaking of endearing, Shem had sent her messages at her break time and lunchtime.  She sent back not to call til about 9 pm as she was having a celebratory meal with the Director and wife.

He'd complained that he should have been invited too.  "I'm so happy," Ruth E sent back.

"I'm about to burst with happiness," was Shem's rebuttal.  "Was dancing around at the hospital.  The nurses had a job to keep up.  They knew something was up but didn't dare ask.  I want to savor the news to myself for now.  Can't wait to see you though.  BTW, did you catch your breath yet?"  he teased.

Ruth E blushed, "Almost," she warbled.

                                           ~ERC  October 2017~

Out of the Blue - A Story - Part 19-21

Blue Topaz

Part 19

That Tuesday her branch office called her, asking her to come for a meeting to discuss options.  As the office was about an hour's drive away, she took an overnight bag; sent a message to Shem telling him her office paged her and she needed to go.  She hope she would be back in time for their 6 pm dinner.  If not she'd try to let him know as soon as possible.

Off she went for her meeting.

Her options were, she was told, she could go as a substitute, for a month or so to various places which needed relief when one of their many numbers had extended illness, or had emergency recall due to family issues and such like; or, there was a position right there in her stateside office which would be long term; perhaps two years.  The first overseas substitute position was in Papua New Guinea for three months of language teaching to nurses.

For those months abroad she'd have to find her own living expenses from supporters but for the office posting, she'd be paid a salary.  She could have a week to pray and decide.  While there in the office she could use the guest chamber or commute, it was up to her.  If she decided on the office she could also have a two day orientation from the outgoing staff.  There were other terms and conditions regarding both places; the secretary could fill her in later.  For now, please join their prayer day til this evening and stay over in the guest facilities to see what they would be like.

"Hmm," thought Ruth E, " they seem to be pushing the branch office.  Well, she'd have to spend the week in prayer and seek God's guidance.  She'd get Great-granny Blue to pray too.  She was fervent and righteous and had great wisdom and godly counsel.

The next morning after breakfast with the director and his wife, Ruth E headed home.  She took it slow and easy and took in the sights as she drove along.  She'd pop in on Great-granny first and set her prayers into motion.  She stopped off at the farmer's market to see what treat she could find for her.  "Oh, the Danish buns look yummy.  I'll get two and we can go outside for fresh air under the trees and eat, talk and pray in peace."

Before getting out of the car though at the home, she sent a text message to Shem saying she'd be in good time for dinner.  Oh, she'd have to tell Great-granny about that too.  Her and her prayers really got things happening.

Great-granny was very pleased to see Ruth E, and happily allowed her to wheel her outside.  She always loved crisp air and these mid-Sept days were balmy but revitalizing with coolness.  Soon she'd be cooped up for winter.  Ruth E did have to fetch her afghan though, for her legs.  It was almost a touch too cool but she didn't want to miss the day.

Ruth E filled her in on the mission choices and then of her intended dinner for two that evening.  Great-granny was so silently nibbling at her Danish bun, that Ruth E thought she'd said something wrong and offended her.  But then she saw her lips moving in prayer as well as nibbling.  Ruth E was amused.  Great-granny never missed a chance to consult her Heavenly Father.

"Ruth E," her Great-granny finally spoke, "remember that I advised you not to keep Shem dangling?  It's your ultimate decision but just think.  If you go off to the other side of the world again, you may be throwing away some chance that can be just as godly as serving in a foreign land.  There is a nearby posting which may not seem so glamorous but it will keep you much nearer.  I suggest that you hear out what Shem has to say this evening, if anything, and then you and I can pray in our own closets as well as coming together daily for this one week. Don't make a decision one way other other til the deadline arrives."

"Those two little daughters of Shem's adore you and relate to you as if you were their mother.  That picture fits you.  However, do not choose just for their benefit.  You must see if the relationship which is developing between you and Shem could be a lasting, respectful, committed, all things good, etc one.  Can you trust him?  Only you will know the answers to those questions.  You must get your guidance from God and seek His will."

"Thank-you, Great-granny, your wisdom and godly advice, I greatly esteem."  said Ruth E.  "Now I must get you inside before you catch your death of cold.  You still have a 100th birthday party coming round soon and I want to see you there, alive and knittin'  and kickin'.

"Oh, go on, you!" Great-granny grinned.

Six pm rolled around and both Ruth E and Shem were punctual.  For once Navy Blue was not around to tease, so they set out unimpeded.  Ruth E had dressed semi-casually but guessed Shem wouldn't take her anywhere exceedingly formal and she was correct in her surmise.  Italian.  Her western food favorite.

She had a hankering for lasagna, which she ordered.  Shem got some sort of seafood pasta.  They had some garlic bread and a class of wine each.  Ruth E liked red wine with a couple of ice-cubes for good measure.  Shem was a bit more connoisseur with his wine, and didn't need the ice; he'd let his white wine warm up in his glass as he sipped. 

He had to hide his amusement.  One thing he liked about Ruth E was her down-to-earth-ness and not minding what others thought about her ways too much.  He was pretty sure having red wine on the rocks was now being hilariously discussed by the wine cellar staff.  He'd have to get re-used to some of her ways.

He'd Googled it some time ago but he recalled once seeing, "Ladylike laws:  The Proper Way to Drink Wine by Lauren Conrad.  He had noted at the time the way to drink red wine:  "room temperature or a touch below..."  Ruth E's was more than several touches below.

He grinned at her.  "You make me very happy, Blue Belle."

"Well, I'm glad I amuse someone," Ruth E beamed back.  She figured he was honing in on her red wine drinking style.  She didn't really care.  She liked it very cold.  "Hoity-toity,"  she said.

As their meal progressed, Shem got quieter and more serious.  "Ruth E", he said, "it seems the relationship between us is kindling nicely.  What do you think?"

"I concur," was her most unromantic reply which she said with a small smile.  She was going to pace herself.

If Shem was a little disappointed in her answer he didn't show it.  He continued, "I'd like it very much if we could see each other, alone, like this, more often."

"Shem, I believe I'd like that too but I need to tell you about my meeting with my mission board today."

Shem's food suddenly got stuck in his throat and his heart felt, like it might sink.  However he was cautioning himself too.  "Don't rush her, you might lose her again."

"What did they have to say?"  he asked after he could finally swallow.

So she told him and asked if he would pray that she'd be guided by God's will and not her own wishes.

He wondered which her wish was:  the near or the far choice but didn't ask.  He said he would certainly do that.  This was going to be one long week.  "So can we meet like this again next Wednesday?"

"Can we make it Friday evening?  I've got to travel to the branch office again.  If I decide on near rather than far I've got to do orientation on Wednesday and Thursday, straight away as the person I would be replacing will be off after that.  The next Monday I'd begin work."  Ruth E explained.

He held his breath but didn't ask and she didn't say, if she chose far, when she'd have to go.  

"Ok, I'll be sure to pray about this for you."

"Oh Lord" he said inwardly to God, "let her choose near but, not my will but Yours be done."

Lightening the moment, he changed the subject and told her how happy the girls were on Saturday evenings after they'd come from her full days' company.  He enjoyed all the stories of their days.  

"Oh boy," she thought, "I hope they didn't spill everything, especially about her being their new mommy."

She smiled serenely enough, "Yes, I really enjoy them too.  They are really, very pleasant children; well mannered and obedient for the most part."

"They told me your secret."

Ruth E looked up slightly startled, "What secret?" she asked.

"The one about what makes for a good cook," he said.

"Oh, ha, ha."  Ruth E laughed, relieved.  "Yeah, my mother shared that tidbit of wisdom with me when I was a child.  It stuck.  I hope it'll stick with them too."

He would withhold what else they'd said about her being a good mother.  He'd keep that as a treasure and trump card for now.  He was relieved his girls had innocently given him "permission" to seek out Ruth E.  He agreed with his girls, Ruth E would indeed make a for a good mother."  He'd add, "and a good wife and companion."

He'd bide his time yet but he'd near burst his buttons this week waiting for Ruth E's work verdict.  He was sure of it.  "Oh, Father God, help," he pleaded, sending up a silent SOS to the One in control.

"Saturday, I want to take the girls for Chinese food in the evening.  Would you care to join us?"  Shem asked and hoped he didn't sound like he was begging.

"That sounds like fun," Ruth E said, "but I already promised Sapphire I'd do something with her.  I'll take a rain check though."

Shem had to be satisfied with that; he sighed quietly.

"I've really enjoyed our evening, Blue Belle.  I hope we can do this often but understand your priority is your work for your Lord and Master, Jesus Christ.  Yet He is not a hard taskmaster." Shem said and then shut up before he put his foot in his mouth and regretted it.

He paid the bill and they left the restaurant.  He drove her home, took her hand and pressed it to his lips.  "Blue Belle" he whispered.

"Good-night, Shem, thanks so much for a good dinner," Ruth E escaped then from the car before her face betrayed her very benevolent emotions.  "Good night."  She raced into the house, closed the door and stood with her back to it almost hyperventilating.  "Get a grip" she scolded herself, "you're 30 not 13!"

Leave it to Navy to bring her back to earth with a thud.  He seemed to always be lurking and smirking at her lately.  "Nice night out, Ruth E?" he inquired and then sauntered away to forage for snacks in the kitchen, snickering to himself.

It was high time Navy's leave was up so he could try to stay out of mischief, afloat on a boat.

Part 20

The week wore on, Ruth E prayed at home and with Great-granny Blue.  She was feeling she should take the admin office position, keeping her great-grandmother's wise advice in mind regarding not stringing Shem along to a dead end.  

She was thinking that if anything was to come of this relationship, it would also be good to let Hannah and Heather continue to get used to her.  

Another factor was financial support.  She'd stopped much of it upon her unexpected return and didn't want to keep making on and off bids for support.  Having a steady salary would be better and as the relationship with Shem was still uncertain it seemed the better choice.  She'd likely stay at the office guest chamber throughout the week, especially during winter months and then travel home for weekends.  This decision gave Ruth E peace of mind and heart.  Great-granny Blue felt it was the right choice and told Ruth E so.

On the last day of her allotted time, Ruth E motored off to the office to give them her decision.  She was immediately set to work, then, being orientated to her new duties.  At mid-afternoon break time, she sent a short message to Shem telling him of her decision.  He replied almost instantly, "Thank God!  Can't wait to see you on Saturday."

"I'll be home about 6 pm on Fri if all goes well.  I know originally we planned for dinner but think I better eat with my folks.  Maybe  afterwards we could go for ice-cream say, about 7 pm.  What do you think?"

"I'd love that Blue Belle," Shem typed.  He added many grinning, happy faces and a heart.

"Well, that put him out of his misery," thought Ruth E impishly.  She too, had a grin on her face, feeling confirmation of a correct decision.

It was a bit difficult to collect her concentration after that but she strove valiantly and managed to get a feel for the work enough to satisfy Jane, her mentor.

It was good there was a convenience store nearby.  After work hours Ruth E went to find some edibles to cook in the guest accommodation kitchen.  It was going to be quiet in the evenings, Ruth E thought.  After a simple dinner, Ruth E arranged her room and settled in with a good book she'd spied earlier in the office library.  Just as she was getting comfortable, her phone rang and a familiar voice asked, "Miss Ruth E, when does water stop running downhill?"

"Oh, Heather, is that you?  I bet its when they turn the tap off."

"No! The answer is, "When it gets to the bottom, of course!"

"Ha, ha, ha; good one Heather."

It was Hannah's turn next, "Daddy wants to talk to you but please don't be long, he needs to read us a bedtime story."

"Oh, ok, Hannah.  How was school today?"

"Ok, but they were making cards for Mother's Day so I felt sad."

"That is very difficult, Hannah.  We can talk about that on Saturday, if you like.  Ok?  I want to give you a hug."

"It's ok, Miss Ruth E, I made the card for you instead!  Here's Daddy."

Ruth E was speechless and caused Shem to ask a couple of times, "Ruth E, are you ok?"

"Oh. Oh.  Yes, Yes. So what do you think of the decision?"

"I have many questions as to why this choice Ruth E but I'd rather hear the answer in person.  I'll just say, for now, I'm very, very glad and that's an understatement."  And Ruth E could hear the joy and relief in his voice.  "Ok, Hannah and Heather await.  Good night Blue Belle."

"Good night, Shem," she murmured softly.

Part 21

Friday was happy day.  Ruth E drove home after being termed, "She'll do," by Jane.  She told her parents of her new responsibilities and of her plans to live at the guest accommodation throughout the week and home on weekends.  "Of course, if there is a special family event during the week, let me know; I'll come, weather permitting."

Her parents were grateful to the Lord for bringing Ruth E back home.  Of course, they told her, "We would never stand in your way if you went back to the foreign field if you truly felt that's where the Lord was leading you.  We're sure glad, though, that we'll see more of you more often."

"Yes, I miss all those dear ones left in Borneo so much but I'm glad to see you, more often too.  The hardest thing about leaving here and going overseas was leaving you two behind."

"Well, Mom, I'll quickly wash up the dishes.  Thanks for another great meal.  One of these days I'll have to cook Borneo fare."

Dishes done, Ruth E  had just enough time to spruce herself up and bob downstairs, when Shem arrived on the doorstep, promptly at 7 pm.

Off they went for ice-cream.

"The girls wanted to come too but I told them it was my turn to see you as they'd have their chance all day tomorrow," Shem laughed.

"Yes, it's good to take turns."  She grinned  She was feeling more at ease in Shem's presence now as she let herself trust him more.

They ensconced themselves in the Ice Cream parlor and were delightedly digging into their ice-cream sundaes.

"So," said Shem, "I'd dearly love to hear how you came to your decision to stay nearby."

"Well Shem," Ruth E answered, "I asked Great-granny Blue to pray with me for that week, to seek God's guidance clearly.  There were a couple of factors that stood out.  A big one was that I'd asked my supporters to stop supporting since I wasn't doing any 'work' for which they'd pledged to support.  One or two were determined to continue--God bless their souls--until a final decision was arrived at.

If I went overseas again I'd have to ask them all to start up and thought it would be confusing to start and stop etc each time a substituting stint came or went.  The nearby admin work is steady and complete with salary so I don't need to canvas for financial support."  She said all that but withheld the second big factor which was him and the girls.  She stopped talking, took a drink of water and savored another mouthful of ice-cream.  She waited to see if Shem noticed.

He was savoring a mouthful too but she could see the wheels turning in his head and a small patient frown appeared on his face.  He appeared to be waiting for further news but when it was not forth coming, she could see he was mulling over in his mind as to what to say next.

"I see.  You mentioned a couple of factors.  That's only one."  he said.  "What about the others?"  he caught her eyes with his trying to read an answer.

"I'm not quite at liberty to say Shem; I hope I can in time." she said quietly.  He was observant she acknowledge.

"Oh, would it have anything to do with us, Blue Belle?"  Shem tried to catch her eyes again but they were elusive.

"Yes, Shem."  she said and this time their eyes met meaningfully.

"That didn't take much time to divulge," he said merrily.

"Ruth E, about a year of those original two years you said you'd be overseas, has elapsed.  We've been writing.  We've been seeing snatches of each other.  The girls have been visiting you and adoring you, I might add.  Our relationship seems to be firming up.  Do you foresee us moving forward together anymore than we are?  I don't want to string you along Ruth E nor do I want my girls to be wrenched away."  She told her.

"Shem, I'll tell you what Great-granny advised me.  She said those two years were kind of long and that I had better not be dangling a carrot in front of you without you being able to eat it, kind of thing and that I had best not be stringing you along out of some sort of revenge."

"Wise lady, " Shem commented smiling.

"However," Ruth E went on...

"Always a 'however'" Shem thought to himself.

"...the Holy Spirit seemed to be telling me to test your commitment Shem.  You know our past history and what transpired.  I felt that commitment and trust needed to be ascertained."

"And do you know what, Shem?"  Ruth E asked him.

"No, what?"  suspense was killing him.

"I have deduced that you are committed to our relationship.  You've been very patient and understanding.  I see that you are sincere in your faith and service to God and a wonderful father to your girls.  I also trust you now."

"So the second factor is, and Great-granny agrees, that this nearby post would be good for exploring how our relationship will be culminated."

"This post is for two years and nearby and will allow more face-to-face time.  Is this a good answer, Shem?"

As she spoke, Shem's eyes glittered with more and more joy.  "It is a most excellent answer, Blue Belle.  You've brought great joy to my heart.  You've been most kind and generous with your answer."

"I will truly seek to be loyal and steadfast with you.  Thank-you for this most marvelous second chance, Ruth E."  And Shem actually shed a tear or two, which Ruth E reached up and brushed away with her thumb.

"You're most marvelously welcome, Shem".  " And I shall do my best to do the same.  Let's play it by ear and see where we go."

"I concur," he replied mischievously.

"Well, our ice-cream Sundaes are becoming a lake, let's finish up and take a stroll in the evening air." Shem suggested.

"Saturday is the night when I take the girls out for dinner and you have a rain check to use.  Won't you join us, tomorrow, Ruth E?"

"Yes, I'm free and that sounds wondrous."

                                             ~ERC  September 2017~

Out of the Blue - A Story - Part 16-18

Blue Topaz

Part 16

Towards the end of the second round of three months stay, Jessie came to Ruth E saying it doesn't look like good news for you.  It would be good if you packed your things, just in case.  You may get the fourteen days upon re-entry but quite likely, no extension beyond that.  I think you need to prepare yourself and your friends here.

So with a heavy heart, Ruth E did some tentative packing:  those for sea mail to home or possible other location; those to give away to local friends &/or folks in need; and those she'd want to personally bring wherever she was headed.

Out of the country she went.  Then she returned.  She was given fourteen days but must report to the immigration department in person for a conference with one of the officers.

On the day appointed, Jessie accompanied Ruth E.  Immigration wanted to know exactly what she was  doing.  "Charity work" Ruth E said.  "Some nursing and health talks for new mothers and also teaching English."

"Well, " she was told, "we've kept track of you for ten years and now for six months plus.  You are doing good, so we will give you three more months but that is the absolute limit."

Ruth E and Jessie left the building somewhat in shock even though they knew this sort of thing was happening to one or two of the other co-workers as well.  It seemed random but they could actually pinpoint that these "targets" were ones who had the most "harvest".

"Jessie," Ruth E said, "this is why it is so important for the locals to stand up and take the baton from us foreigners.  It is time.  But, I feel like crying."  And she did, on and off, over the passing three months working and packing through her tears.  Grieving.  Yet she believed that the Holy Spirit had been alerting her to change.  It was tough though, after all these past years of fruit and building up the church along with her 'teammates'.  She would sorely miss them all.

She wouldn't drown in self-pity, however.  She'd been given a three month extension and she intended to make full use thereof.

She also always asked God to guide, and this did appear to be definite direction away from Borneo.   Where to next, was the next question!

Her mission organization was in meetings to discuss the options.  For now, they said, "Go home."  Just like that; out of the blue!  Less than a year back and she was headed home.

Ruth E always felt partings so keenly, no less this time.  It was even more so as it was all so final--as if someone had died.  Kind of herself, or her life in Borneo.  Being cut off was no joke.  What was that whats app saying someone sent her not long ago...

"As much as you want to plan your life, it has a way of surprising you with unexpected things that will make you happier than you originally planned...That's what you call God's will." (author unknown)

This was certainly a surprise, and she didn't feel happier yet, but she would submit to God and His will and way for her life.  She would thank and praise Him "for all that is past and trust Him for all that is to come".

Then came departure day.  Oh my, what a send off!!  There must have been close to a hundred if not more, friends and spiritual children come to bid farewell.  What a tumult of emotion!  Jacey and Jacinth never left her side til the last second.  Ruth E held up her hands for quiet and right there in the airport terminal began a prayer of challenge and benediction; one she'd just read from a prayer booklet earlier that morning, something in regards to "running the right race".   

She quoted Acts 20:24...

 "However, I consider my life worth nothing to me; my only aim is to finish the race and complete the task the Lord Jesus has given me--the task of testifying to the good news of God's grace."

She commended them all to God in prayer.  

She prayed that the Christians in Borneo "will have a heart that is steadfast in the faith even in the tough and trying times in the region.  Oh Father God, let there be resolve to face whatever challenges that may come along these peoples' way with a persevering and joyous attitude."

"May we all fully understand your call Father and the call of Your Son Jesus Christ when He asks us to take up our cross and follow Him faithfully even though it may cost us all greatly at times."

"Father, help us to look beyond our personal preservation and start looking towards Your purposes and the work of Your kingdom throughout this region.  Let each one present here, Father, the precious family You gave me here, that together, no matter where each of us are, we will pursue this calling over and above our own needs of comfort and safety."

"Be our everything.*1  And now I take my leave with saddened heart yet submitted to you Father God.  In Jesus Name I pray..."  

"Amen" came the hundred or so voices.

It started out softly, by ones and twos and gathered strength, and they sang in their mother tongue, "God be with you til we meet again..."

Crying, and singing and hugging.  Other passengers were wondering who this celebrity was.  God's, that's whose!  Finally, Ruth E had to tear herself away.  Everyone waving furiously until she disappeared into the passenger waiting area, with the one hundred voices, "We love you Ruth Elizabeth Blue!"  ringing in her ears.

Note: 
*1.  NECF Hope in God Ezekiel 37:1-14, 40 Days Fast and Prayer Booklet 7 Aug-15 Sept 2017 Day 37 12 Sept 2017, Tuesday.

Part 17

Roy L III, Blue Jemmy and Shem received her home.  She didn't feel like having a big welcome party.  So she re-entered her own culture quietly and with massive ambivalent feelings.  They each gave her, even Shem, a hug and then let her just "be" for the next few weeks.  They were all kind of stunned and in limbo but new beginnings were beginning to germinate.

One fine Saturday, while Ruth E was digging in the family vegetable garden, Blue Jemmy invited Hannah and Heather  (Shem's girls), over to visit unbeknownst to Ruth E.  She was busily weeding and pruning, her mind 1000's of miles away on the other side of the world when she was brought back to earth by a bubbly sunshiny voice asking, "Miss Ruth E, what did the judge say when the skunk sprayed the court?"

Ruth E, startled, must have had a blank look on her face, so the voice, which materialized into young Heather, answered, "Odor in the court."

Ruth E had to laugh then and she welcomed the girls with hugs.  "Here" Heather said, "I drew it out for you.  You can put it on the wall in your bedroom."  Ruth E chuckled again.  "Thank-you Heather.  That's very thoughtful of you.  Can you please put it over there on the garden bench for me for now.  My hands are all dirty from weeding.  Would you girls like to help me do some weeding?  Then later, I bet Mrs. Blue Jemmy will have some lemonade ready for us.  What do ya think?"

"Well, you talk a bit funny," put in Hannah, "but, sure, we can help.  Our Grandma H showed us how to do it."

And so a pleasant morning was spent in the garden with the girls chattering about school and their dog Molly and the things they liked best.  Ruth E had an excellent listening ear and the girls warmed up to her, becoming fast friends all in a couple of hours.

After lunch, since the girls said their Dad said they could stay till he got back from Oak Villa about 4 pm, Ruth E asked if they wanted to walk to the park and play on the playground.  This was met with favorable assent so off they went.  They enjoyed each others' company and astute Hannah remarked, "You may talk funny but you have good energy and can keep playing with us on the swings and everything!  Grandma H cannot."

"Uh-oh," thought Ruth, "comparison".

"Well, you know what Hannah?"

"No, what?"

"I'm many years younger so its easier for me to get about.  Your Grandma H does the best she can.  She's done so much for you.  Don't forget to be grateful to her.  Do you ever say thank-you to her for helping your Daddy take care of you when he's working?"

Hannah looked down at her toes. "No."  She whispered.  "I didn't think of it."

"Never mind, " said Ruth E, "you can always start today.  How about we go home a bit early and make her a card--almost like its Mother's Day--you can make it "Grandma Hutchinson Day" and write about what you are thankful to her for.  I'll help you.  And Heather, you can put in some of your  "Snicker Doodles".  How does that sound?"

They thought it a fine idea so they traipsed off home and busied themselves about their card making task.  And that's how Shem found them when he arrived to take them home.

The girls collected their things and the card for Grandma H Day.  Ruth E surprised Shem when she handed him a bouquet of flowers.  "Not for you," she grinned, "for your mother, to go with the card."

"We've had a very pleasant day. They could do this again if you wish." Ruth E told Shem.

Shem said, "Thank-you Ruth E, I appreciate that."

"You're welcome but it was actually my Mother's idea.  It also gives your Mom a break.  No doubt, even though she loves the girls to bits, she could use an extra rest day."

"You are likely correct although she has never complained.  Ok, bye for now and thanks," Shem waved with the bouquet.  Oops, she hoped the bouquet would get to its recipient still intact.  And the girls skipped ahead of their Dad to the car, already vying with each other to tell him about their day with Miss Ruth E.

"But she has a funny way to talk," she overheard Hannah comment just before she ducked into the car.

"That's called 'an accent' Hannah.  Miss Ruth E has been overseas a long time and can speak two or three other languages, so when she speaks English, sometimes those languages get a bit mixed in."

Ruth E sighed.  She still felt like a misfit on her own motherland turf.  But it had been a real interesting and pleasant day; that much, at least, was for sure.

She turned into the house and gave her own mother a big hug, "Thanks for the day Mom.  It really lifted my spirits.  I think it was a wonderful day and also gave the girl's grandmother a break.  They'll likely come over again next Saturday.  I'll just go upstairs for a bit and put this Snicker Doodle in my room.  I'll be down to help with dinner in a trice."

Ruth E's mother kept "mum"; she too, like Great-granny Blue, had been praying for sparks to ignite between Ruth and Shem.  If she didn't miss her intuitive guess, those sparks could well be kindling.  She'd help stoke those sparks into flame, God willing.

Part 18

Ruth E had had to go round to all her supporters and explain her predicament.  She thanked them, one and all for their faithful support over the many years but by right, for now, she didn't feel she should accept funds.  One or two, though, told her they would continue to send their monthly contribution until she got her next marching orders or until she got a job.  How blessed she was for these godly thoughtful brothers and sisters-in-Christ.  She thanked them profusely.

The mission board, as yet had not assigned her another location.  She didn't know why the gears were turning so slowly; but again, God's timing was everything.

In the meantime she visited her Great-granny Blue, helped out some, as needed in that home, and at home; went to the local library and had a reading session with special needs children that were brought in once a week.  And spent numerous delightful Saturdays with Hannah and Heather.

This Saturday coming Shem had declared they were going for a pizza picnic at a park a short drive away.  Would Ruth E like to join them?  Well, since it was out in open air Ruth E decided to join them.  

Navy Blue happened to be home that weekend and rolled his eyes and cleared his throat unnecessarily and 'ahemmed' a couple of times but otherwise held his peace.  Ruth E gave him a punch on his biceps.

Shem and Ruth E had continued to correspond via email so not many knew of their renewed friendship.  Any onlookers thought Ruth E was just being her thoughtful selfless self by looking after the girls now and again.

So this semi-public picnic event together was a departure from their norm.  The two girls were elated.  They chattered non-stop like magpies.  Young enthusiasm was contagious so they had a very good time indeed.

The next Saturday the girls were dropped off again.  This time Ruth E took them to the market to buy some apples.  "Why do we need apples, Miss Ruth E?" they queried.

"Oh, you'll see," Miss Ruth E said mysteriously.  "You'll like them."

"What, what?" they chorused.

"Wait and see," Miss Ruth E said.  "you are going to help bake something."

"Oh Grandma H lets us bake too sometimes but she gets tired after a while and asks us to go play," they remarked.

"Well Grandma H is very tolerant already.  Older people run out of steam sometimes.  She does her best, remember?"

"Yes," they replied, chagrined.

"Now let's pay and trundle off home." Ruth E directed.

It was indeed a glorious flour-y mess in the kitchen workshop a couple hours later.   Blue Jemmy was going to come in to make some strawberry smoothies for them all but decided to wait it out.  Somewhat chaotic for her.  Well the apples finally got corralled into apple turnovers and got popped into the oven and anxiously awaited; the girls' mouths already watering.  

"There's still ten minutes to wait girls" Miss Ruth E said, "now we clean up."

"Oh Grandma H always does the clean-up.  We don't want to do that boring part," they resisted.

"Let me tell you a secret, Hannah and Heather.  This is one my mother told me years ago when I was not much older than you are now, but I'll let you know it too."

"You were our age, once?" they exclaimed, hoping to divert the subject.

"Yes, of course!  This is what my Mother taught me...Do you know what the sign of a really good cook is?  And this is not a Snicker Doodle, Heather."

"No," they answered in unison.

"The sign of a really good cook is to clean up the mess and wash the baking dishes afterwards.  Come on, it won't take long and by that time the turnovers should be done."

"Oh," they groaned, "We knew you would say something like that."

"And you know what, I think Mrs. Blue Jemmy is going to make you a special drink.  So when we clean up she can come in and work.  It's good to leave the place clean for the next person who needs it.  Don't ya think so?"

"We suppose."

"Ok, let's get at it.  Then we'll take a turnover each to the play room and have an apple turnover picnic.  Good?"

"Yes, good," they smiled and gave a thumbs-up sign.

They eventually got settled into the playroom and were munching on their turnovers.  Hannah especially seemed to be in a contemplative mood, and suddenly said, "I like you" to Ruth E.  "And I really like you, Hannah, and you, Heather" Ruth E responded.

"You don't have anyone, do you?"  Hannah observed.

"What do you mean Hannah?"  Ruth E asked, somewhat guessing at the answer and where this might lead.

"Well, Uncle Roy L III has Blue Jemmy, and Uncle Roy L IV has Blue Di; you are Ruth E Blue but have no one,"  Hannah went on.  

Before Ruth E could say anything, Heather piped up and said, "My Daddy doesn't have anyone either; least not now."

Hannah gave Heather an elbow in the side, but she continued, "Maybe you and Daddy could be together and you could be our mommy all the time, not just on Saturdays."

That blew Ruth E for a loop.  What could she say?  She knew Hannah still missed her own mother Josie.  She decided to see what Hannah would say, "What do you think Hannah?  What if your Daddy found another lady to be by his side?  That would mean you had a new mother?"

Hannah's eyes started to tear.  "Yes I miss Mommy but I think I still need a mommy with skin on; especially if that was you, Miss Ruth E."

"Aww, you dear girl." said Ruth E and hugged Hannah.  "If you had a new mother, you could still talk about Mommy Josie.  She's like a gem treasure in your heart and memories of her will always be there."

"These relationships of a husband and wife are not something two people just jump suddenly into.  They must think it over well. Ask themselves can they be committed for life?  That could be for a very long time."

"Well," responded Hannah, "you've been back for so long already, isn't that enough?"

"Both people have to be in agreement and like each other and be able to trust each other," Ruth E explained.

"Well, my Daddy says he trusts you and says that's why he lets you look after us so much.  Sometimes he forgets and calls you "Blue Belle" which is very funny because that's your cat's name," chimed Heather.

Ruth E thought it wise to change the subject and got up to put some kids dancing music on.  "Let's sing and dance," she said.

Just then she noticed a shadow pass by the playroom door and a smirking Navy  peered in  before disappearing elsewhere.  "Groan," thought Ruth E, "That's all we need to have him listening about."

Ruth E mused, their emails were changing in tone to something more serious and she believed there was commitment shown by Shem along with a whole bunch of great character and conduct.  He had been patient and understanding for so long.  She believed she trusted him now too.

That Saturday afternoon when Shem came to pick the girls up, he asked them to go wait in the car and buckle up.  When they had complied he turned to Ruth E, "Blue Belle, I'd really like the honor of taking you out to dinner, alone.  Would Wednesday 6 pm be good for you?"

Shem held her eyes waiting for her response. 

"I'd like that very much, Shem. " Ruth E said softly.

Shem grinned, "Six pm sharp."  And he bounced out to the car and drove away; the girls waving for all they were worth.

Inside Ruth E was a churning churn of emotions.  "At least we'll have lots of butter," she joked with herself unsteadily.  It felt like she was taking a plunge down a waterfall; a point of no return, or of "no brakes".  She still wasn't sure she wanted this free-fall.

                                               ~ERC  September 2017~