Tears in a Bottle

Posted by Belinda Howard Smith on April 17, 2017 in Relationships |

Seventeen years ago we buried my daddy. Today, I intermittently bawl like a baby as rain falls from the sky and I wonder if God is crying too. He sees my every tear and saves them in a jar. Today is more difficult because I am removing another piece of Daddy from my shelves. It’s […]

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Another Torch has Passed

Posted by Belinda Howard Smith on September 14, 2015 in Growing Up in Plainview, Miscellaneous |

A longtime family friend, Amelia “Millie” Bishop left us and I cried. I cried out of my own selfishness. This world lost a pioneer in Christian world missions and I lost the last thread in the tightly woven cloth of the Bishop and Howard legacy. Those who have lost both parents are familiar with the feeling. […]

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The Mysterious Package

Posted by Belinda Howard Smith on July 7, 2015 in Growing Up in Plainview, Telling Your Stories |

The postman placed the typical assortment of bills and letters in the mail box hung next to the front door and leaned a package against the glass outer door. The parcel about the size of a shoebox was wrapped in craft paper, likely a used grocery bag, and addressed by hand to Dr. Fred D. […]

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