The open beams joined the walls showing the ceiling and the loft where they slept. These beams pressed low enough that Ben could reach up and touch them in their cabin in the Maine woods.
This morning like those beams his spirit pressed in on him, but Ben had no time for moody temptations. Toward evening as he removed his boots and outer coverings he felt a breeze of consolation. He knew that consolation would come if he were faithful which he was.
Rushing to him he lifted his three-year old son and smiled watching his wife add decorations to their small Christmas tree.
Linked to Six Sentence Stories where Denise offers the prompt word “beam”.
Also linked to Crystal Grimes’ Holiday Blog Party.


Nice job, Frank.
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Thank you, Dan!
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Beautiful Frank
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Thank you, Athira!
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Always welcome Frank..Hope we are following the blog each other
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This is really lovely, Frank. I like the tender emotions you write in most of your stories. “Consolation” was very meaningful to me tonight–just what I needed, a reminder that the Lord has that in plenteous supply, ‘specially during a holiday season that is challenging for so many. It’s not that I’m lacking anything, nor do I ever feel lonely despite being alone…it’s the memories that sting like murder wasps in my head. So I’m asking God for some “pest control” consolation 🙂 Take care, be safe.
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I am reading The Imitation of Christ by Thomas a Kempis who contrasted consolation with adversities. They balance each other keeping us both thankful and humble.
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Oh wow, I need to read that one. I always appreciate you telling me what you’re reading, it’s helpful to add to my book list! “Thankful and humble”–YES! Have a blessed weekend, Frank.
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A man’s duty and a man’s joy!
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Thank you, Casaa!
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I like the last sentence. It is beautiful.
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Thank you, Romi!
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Love this. It’s very visual and tender.
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Thank you!
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Nicely done!
Surely there is none who move through the world as naturally graceful as a three-year-old
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Three-year old’s are perfect. Thank you, Clark!
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Really pretty. Great job!
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Thank you!
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This is lovely and uplifting, Frank!
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Thank you, Eugenia!
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What a lovely Six! Those breezes of consolation really do lift one’s spirits especially when delivered by a child.
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Thank you, Pat!
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Simple pleasures of a rich life – last sentence brought a smile to me 🙂
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Thank you, Pragalbha!
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Faith is a force greater than we can imagine. Sentence 6 says it all – beauty lives in the simple things 🙂
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Thank you, Denise!
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What a heart warming six!
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Thank you, Lisa!
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Wonderful!
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Thank you!
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The visual you present is so vivid! Nice 6!
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Thank you, Dyanne!
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