In The Hollow Of His Hand
Travis and I became friends in Grade One. He was a transfer student and he became my seat partner. Since he didn’t have any friends, I was his first friend. We grew from being seat partners and classmates to best friends. Pop and his dad became friends one day when they dropped us off at school about the same time and I got to tell Pop that he was my best friend. Much later, Pop and Travis’ dad became friends.
Then Pop invited Travis’ father to worship with us in our Parish the next Sunday since it was the only Church in the vicinity. So apart from school days, I saw Travis on Sundays after service when we had enough time to chit chat. Sunday was my favorite day of the week because apart from having enough time to spend with Travis, I enjoyed the Preacher’s sermons. He always had a way of answering the questions I asked myself when no one was with me. There were times I asked God why He took my mum away.
In the Hollow of His Hand
I remember that in one of the services, the Preacher read, ‘And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are called according to his purpose’ Romans 8:28. In another service, he read, ‘For I know the thoughts that I think towards you, saith the Lord, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end’ Jeremiah 29:11. Then he concluded with ‘Before I formed thee in the belly, I knew thee; and before thou camest forth out of the womb I sanctified thee, and I ordained thee a prophet unto nations’ Jeremiah 1:5.
Our families grew to become family friends. During summer holidays, we went on vacations together. Travis soon grew to become my Human Daily Journal as I intimated him of my daily events.
In the Hollow of His Hand continues…