That has been in my hall closet for a decade or more.
In it reposed items which belonged to my youngest brother, items he did not have the room to keep while he was in north Georgia.
Sometimes he would send the papers or books to me via mail; at other times, I would gather the things at the end of a visit with him.
These were all deemed important by him, so safeguarded them.
Today, he and I and Laura had a rare lunch together, at the Carey Hilliard's he and I had frequented when we were growing up.
During our conversation, I mentioned that I still had the container and asked if he was ready to take it all back into his possession.
Surprised, he told me that he thought I'd told him the books and papers had been in the shed and had been ruined by water damage.
No, I assured him, it has all been stored safely in my house all this time.
When he'd retrieved the nearly full container from the closet, he'd taken it to the yard and immediately opened it.
He couldn't even wait to take it home to reassure himself that it was all intact.
(smile)
I do believe it was like a Christmas gift for him, to see these items again that he'd thought were lost and gone.
I am so glad he finally has the Bibles and study guides and journals back in his possession!
What a relief to have that weighty responsibility off my shoulders.
i thank You, God.
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