Paw Prints of the Tiger 219 pp.
These pages encapsulate adventures with God both here and abroad. I
learned early on my family was -- well, unique. Who else has a
great-grandfather that fought in the Mutiny of 1857 -- in India? Or a
great-great-great grandmother that served tea to Napoleon at her family's
inn in Bavaria? Or a grandmother who narrowly escaped a brick shard thrown
by a monkey? And there was the boa that slithered down the aisle in my
grandfather's church in the Philippines. (My uncle thinks it's the organ
music that attracted the serpent.) Who else had parents that ended up with
frogs dangling from flowerpots in their house in Honduras? Or a sister
whose camel driver -- well, that's a surprise!
I've been around the world twice, visited twently countries and have
called five my home. I keep turning up evidence of God's presence
everywhere, always showing up at the opportune moment. Forest workers in
the jungles of East Bengal, seeing a paw print, are alerted to a tager's
presence. So too, when God passes by, He leaves His imprint. I've written
these stories to expose some of those imprints in our family's unique
My home base is in Idaho, mostly becasue two of my three children and
all four grandchildren put their roots down here, not because I'm fond of
cold weather. Since 1997 I've often escaped to tropical Costa Rica where I
helped build a house and for three years taught English. Now I share the
Gospel in various Spanish-speaking churches.
Subjects: Christian Devotions
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