PART TWO-FINDING HOPE: A MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE

Today is a good day to think,

to listen and not speak.

There is probably someone out there that needs your understanding and not your feelings-Heidi💜

THANK YOU FOR PROVIDING THIS SIX SENTENCE STORY WORD PROMPT, Denise at GirlieOnTheEdge

“Reading is the sole means by which we slip, involuntarily, often helplessly, into another’s skin, another’s voice, another’s soul.” – Joyce Carol Oates

*The blog hop is not until Thursday. I just know a lot can happen between now and then. So, I wrote and wanted to post my blog post today.

*****Today, the ocean water was calm while a flock of seagulls fly overhead.

However, my story begins with my parents being captured as missionaries by an uninhabited tribe.

This happened in the country where I now live, thirty miles away, thirty plus years ago.

My father wrote a message in a bottle.

It started with these seven words of hope: Only things created by God can heal.

How was he to know that I would find the bottle years later?