These stories are used with permission from Signs Publishing Company. More of these stories can be found in these collections: Ordinary People—Extraordinary God, Ordinary People—Faithful God, and Ordinary People—Generous God

Mumma, tenku!

I am honoured to have been given the "honourary" position of head deaconess--as I am the only female with permission to go "inside." My husband and I laugh about the title! Each Sabbath is so special--not just because it is the Lord's day but because we again have the opportunity to witness with "our boys." Recently, we witnessed 30 of "our boys" and two of "my girls" go into the water of baptism--what joy there must have been in heaven that day!

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The Lord's arm is not shortened

"Get off the train at Tailem Bend. Get off at Tailem Bend!" Jack rubbed his eyes.

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What a three year old taught me

I was cranky. Cranky in an irritated, frustrated and annoyed kind of way.

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No God, not that!

That's what I said to God--but there was even more. What?

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The underground tank

Summer on the farm always saw the paddocks turn dry and dusty, with the crunch of dried grass underfoot. But the main dam and all the water tanks never dried out.

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A life turned around

There was total silence in the classroom. The Year 6 state school students were working on a maths test displayed on the overhead projector.

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Our four boys

While driving around the hills leading to one of the hospitals near our home, I changed my mind. This was my opportunity to get to know this little person now.

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A stroke of blessings

Stewardship of others I was overwhelmed by the care and concern of my dear Thornleigh church family--with all those wonderful cards--and my daughter, Katherine, helped care for me and continues to "keep an eye on me" in the time since I have been home. The greatest miracle is that three months later I'm sitting here writing this story.

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Stewardship gardening

One of my chores was to take the food scrap bucket to our hens-- or if they had enough scraps, the bucket was emptied onto the big pile of grass clippings and other garden waste in the backyard. Not long after I moved out of home, I found myself in Bougainville, Papua New Guinea.

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