Fridays (Friday Number Seven, September 29th, page 4 of 10)


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"I do so envy your happy chaos! Little ones are always about, sweet smells cooking, friends and neighbors so calling. Love is everywhere in your happy home."

I have just completed a description where Sarah has returned from hiking eleven miles, carrying needed blankets and food and staying overnight with an elderly woman she only knew slightly. She makes little of this trek, only apologizing for a delay in responding to a letter. Kindness is so every day it is taken for granted. Their numerous acts of giving are enhanced by the naturalness with which they take place.

I am becoming more curious about my mother's, and by descent my, connection to this family. Might this caring young woman Sarah and her kin actually be a direct ancestor of mine? While I realize we are what we make of ourselves, I can't help but long for some positive influence in my past that I might point to in my search to find what clock-work of genes makes Lucille tick.

While their world is small, to Sarah and those around her, religion is very important and church is not but a Sunday thing. Talk of God, salvation, and the demons of evil fill the correspondence as naturally as our discussions of the weather or our favorite movie. They write in detail about specific sermons and quote scripture freely and earnestly. And yet, in reading those passages, there seems nothing put-on or overly pious about their comments. There is a natural kindness about these people that is difficult to explain and their lives seem far less absorbed with the trivial matters that fill our days.

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