|Yaquina Head, Oregon Coast|
“Then, if that’s true, that’s the path you should choose because God wants what’s best for you.” He placed his arm on the back of the seat behind her, his face just inches from hers. “And so do I.” Mahogany eyes bore into hers so deeply she felt them prick her heart.
While still a breath apart, he said, “Good night, Meranda. Know that I pray for you every day and will say a special prayer tonight.” Then he was gone. Her lips tingled as if he had kissed her, and she felt a little miffed that he hadn’t.
That night, the sheets tangled her legs as she tossed in bed, wrestling with whether she should give up and hand her dream—Pop’s dream—over to God or fate or whatever it was called. No. As long as she was in control, she knew she’d find them eventually.
"This is what the LORD says: 'Stand at the crossroads and look; ask for the ancient paths, ask where the good way is, and walk in it, and you will find rest for your souls.'" -Jeremiah 6:16
Question of the Day: The bit about finding coins made me think of the only coin collection I have. I got one of those big map folders and for ten years, I faithfully collected the US State Quarters. So the question is, did you collect the state quarters, and what state quarter is your favorite?