Two months later, the question box
landed in a dorm two hundred miles
away.
The day before college
graduation she called.
I had so many questions of my own I
wanted to submit, but instead I left
an answer. I gave her my Bible with
Proverbs 3:3-5 highlighted.
"Mom? I have a question."
Bob had to pull over twice just to let
me sob from the heartbreak of
letting go. By the end of Darcy's third
week, she sent a fat envelope full of
questions.
"Will you start watching
channel 13 instead of 8? I'm
the new weekend
anchor. They plan to move
me to an investigative
reporter position during the
week if I ask enough
questions and get to the
bottom of every story. You
know, I think I can do it."
"Will I ever adjust? I feel so alone. "
"How will I know when boys are real?
They seem so full of it here. "
Every week I received an envelope
with the return address marked from
The Question Box. The day before
college graduation she called.
"I'm listening.“
"Mom? I have a question. "
"I'm listening."
"Will you start watching channel 13
instead of 8? I'm the new weekend
anchor. They plan to move me to an
investigative reporter position during
the week if I ask enough questions
and get to the bottom of every story.
You know, I think I can do it. "
Julie Arduini, http://thesurrenderedscribe.blogspot.com/, is
devoted to writing for Christ in ways that encourage and
inspire. A graduate of the Christian Writer's Guild, her writing
resume is on her blog's sidebar. Happily married to Tom, they
have two children.
I didn't have any question.
@2009 by Julie Arduini
Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com CHRISTIAN WRITER
Neither did The Question Box.
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