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Their dead branches reaching out, like long twisted arms. During the day, the men in the village cut the peat and hauled it home to dry and sell for fuel, but when the sun went down, and the wind sighing and moaning came in from the sea, the men were quick to leave. Strange creatures took over the swamp at night, and some even came into the village. That's what everyone said.

Seeing without light

People were so afraid, they would not go out alone after dark. Young Tom Patterson was the only person in the village who did not believe in these creatures. On his way home from work, he'd whispered to his friends, "there's one! Finally, some of his friends turned on him. Tomorrow night, I'll take my lantern and walk out to the willow's snag.

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If I get scared and run, I'll never make fun of you again". The next night, the men went to Tom Patterson's house to see him on his way. Thick clouds covered the moon. It was the blackest of nights. When they arrived, Tom's mother was pleading with him not to go. He took his lantern and singing to himself, headed down the spongy path toward the willow's snag.

A Skeleton

Some of the young men wondered if Tom was right. Maybe they were afraid of things that did not exist. A few decided to follow him and see for themselves, but they stayed far behind in case he ran into trouble. They were sure they saw dark shapes moving about, but Tom's lantern kept bobbing up and down and Tom's sounds kept floating back to them, and nothing happened. Finally, they caught sight of the willow's snag. There was Tom standing in a circle of light looking this way and back.

All of a sudden, the wind blew out his lantern, and Tom stopped singing. The men stood stuck still in the blackness, waiting for something awful to happen.


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The clouds shifted and the moon came out. There was Tom again, only now he had his back pushed up against the willow's snag and he had his arms out in front of him, as if he were fighting something off. From where the men stood, it looked like dark shapes were swirling in around him, then the clouds covered the moon again. Because even though I know this place is bigger and prettier and has more room for us […].

I cry too easily… sob, sob mamapotamus. Oh my, this made me misty eyed with nostalgia. My 13 and 10 year old kiddos still come to my bed and snuggle close when they have a bad night. I loved always knowing they trusted me to get through the night. I miss the hands wrapped around mine, the heads resting against my neck.

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When I was younger I would get scared at night and prank call our own house remember doing that? Dialing your own number and hanging up really quick so it would ring? I was 16… and still needed that help through the night. Now, when I need someone in the middle of the night, I grab a book. My dear husband, as well meaning as he is, never fully wakes up in the middle of the night. And waking the kids up when they are sleeping so beautifully just seems wrong.

Hands In The Dark

But a book? I love this post, and your series on grace. This is precious, Beth. We have eight kids and what you usually post about really hits home. This is really sweet. May we all have someone to hold our hand when we are in need and reach out when our support is needed by others.

My struggle is with anxiety, not depression even though they are bedfellows so often , but oh, yes, the blessing of a hand to hold in the dark. I hope you know how often your beautiful truths are just the hand I and so many of your readers need. Thank you! But oh just Yes about the hard nights and needing a hand to hold. After a serious, serious battle with depression for my entire life — literally as long as I can remember — opening up to friends in college and having people who offered to sit and wait for morning with me, just to let me know that the Light was coming was a lifesaver.

There are others out there right now with cranky, non-sleeping babies, and I am really not alone. What a moving post. I suddenly remembered that exact feeling of loneliness in the middle of the night as a child staying with friends. You captured it perfectly.

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Thanks, Beth. Thanks for the reminder. Hands to hold until it comes light again…. My youngest, 10, also is a hand-holder. When he first came home and for the next 4 years! Then for the next 4 years, he needed to at least be able to see someone else, but still preferred touch. Thank heavens for an older brother who cooperated…at least most of the time. Now he still panics when the room is too dark.

The blessings of hard nights: snuggles that developed trust with new parents, bonding with brother, extra kisses of reassurance. Thank you for reminding me that these are things to be appreciated and treasured. More nights than not. And I love to do it. Absolutely wonderful, a life truth stated with such simplicity and beauty. We are indeed blessed to have each other to share the darkness knowing the light is on the way :.


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Thank you for sharing your gift with the world. Your email address will not be published. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed. Best friends forever, man. Until nighttime. Next Post. Previous Post. Share this:. And a mess. And mouthy, brave, and strong.