Be Still and Listen

About the Book

I suddenly came up with an idea and said out loud, "Lord, if I am going to get a piano by Christmas, send a butterfly across my yard. Not a little white or yellow one that I see regularly but a beautiful Monarch, which has been very scarce this year around this area. If I don't see any before I go into the house, then I know I will not get my piano by Christmas and I will stop bugging you."

I felt foolish putting the Lord on the spot. Feeling a little like a spoiled brat, I went on to finish my letter. I was writing away, filling in all the news I could so Burnie would have a lot to read. I knew she waited every week for my letters and word from the nest and the little birds as she called this house and the kids.

I came to a pause and glanced up until I thought of something else to write and I saw a big Monarch floating along. It went from one side of my yard straight across to the other side. My heart skipped a beat. There was my butterfly. While I was watching the butterfly, another came across the same path. Then came another, another, another and then another one. I started to count and had tabulated ninety big Monarch butterflies in less than ten minutes. I was getting a piano by Christmas. Since this was late fall I wouldnÕt have long to wait before my prayer came true.

About the Author

Janice Lake Presgraves (Jan) resides in Virginia with her husband of 47 years. Her four children and four grandchildren lives close by.

She has operated Wee Care Christian Pre-School and Day Care for over 40 years.

Besides being mother, wife, child-care provider and author, she is an artist and poet.