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Special Moments
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Special Moments is a collection of religious short essays and parables of the life of an old man who travels through life teaching a spiritual message that can be applied to our everyday life. The old man is a symbol of wisdom that teaches us life’s lessons.

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Release dateMar 13, 2015
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Bobby A. Troutt

I am southern writer who enjoys writing about the southern living I grew up in. I am divorced and work at a nearby college. I live about fifty miles north of Nashville, Tennessee in the town of Gallatin. I enjoy sharing my stories with the readers, which I hope find the stories appealing. I write mysteries, crime thrillers, and suspense. My books touch on various subjects dealing with today’s society of the yester years. I write short story collections with the hope of sharing a variety of my stories for the reader’s enjoyment. I want to be an effective writer with positive stories that bring the reader down to a good old country story with a lot to say.

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    Special Moments - Bobby A. Troutt

    Special Moments

    Bobby A. Troutt

    Copyright 2015 by Bobby A. Troutt

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    Table of Contents

    The Withering Vine

    Somewhere Out There Is God

    I Wonder, Will You Forget Me

    The Old Man and the Autumn Sunset

    The Old Church Bell

    The Old Man with the Withered Hands

    Forever and a Day

    The Old Man, the Ship and the Lighthouse

    The Other Side of Nowhere

    Every Way That I Would Turn, Trouble Besought Me

    To Everything There is a Season

    As the Crow Flies

    The Flight of the Three Doves

    Lord, When the Leaves Fall, I’ll Return in Autumn

    Torn Between Two Stones

    The Old Man and the River

    The Fallen Tree

    The Old Man and the Rainbow

    The Dust in the Wind and the Fallen Tree

    Flowers

    Where the Lilies Grow

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    The Withering Vine

    There was a time, not so long ago, when a young man named Ollie who loved the Lord with all his heart lived in the plains of the valley of Homer in the small community of Pleasant Grove that laid between two mountains. He was a tiller of the ground; a man who walked with the Lord daily as he watched over his land and vineyard. Ollie was a young man in the Lord because it wasn’t too long ago that he surrendered his heart and life unto the Lord. He lived a blessed life there in the valley. Year after year, his crops gave an abundance of fruits, berries, vegetables and grains. He had record crops of food that he sold to the market for a living. People from all around the valley of Homer came and bought his vegetables, grains, berries and fruits. Ollie was well liked by all and was highly respected. He prayed daily and praised the Lord for everything the Lord had blessed him with. He shared his blessings with others who were less fortunate. All went well for Ollie in the valley for a long time as he worked his crops in the fields. Until, one day, tragedy struck; the valley was stricken with a drought. Day after day, month after month, the drought hovered over the valley and turned the land to dust. The creeks were dried up and the hot swirling winds scorched the barren land. Ollie lost all his crops and his fields laid in ruins. His land was nothing but a naked and barren wasteland. He didn’t know what had happened or understand why. Ollie, who was broken, knelt down on his knees and called out unto the Lord.

    Lord, he cried out. Why, Lord has this tragedy befell me so? Have I not done your will? Have I not done my best in everything you asked me to do? Why, oh, Lord? Why? What have I done? Where have I failed to deserve this tragedy?

    The Lord heard his cries. However, he sat still and gave him no answer which caused Ollie to cry out even more.

    Forgive me, my Lord, I pray. Forgive me for all the wrongs I did that brought me these troubles.

    The Lord sat still with no answer. Ollie looked out across the fields and then looked down at the ruined crops that lay at his feet. He stood in silence with tears running down his face as he looked about his land. He slowly looked up to the sky for a moment, dropped his head and walked away. He suddenly stopped, looked up at the sky once again and listened. But, he heard nothing but the blowing of the dry wind. As he watched the dust blowing across the fields, his heart became bitter and he cried out unto the Lord once more.

    Lord, it’s so unfair and so unjust.

    With no answer from the Lord, his heart hardened and he looked up to the sky no more. All he could do was turn and walk away. As time went on, he tried to put back the pieces of his shattered life. Unfortunately, the more he tried, the more of a mess it became. Ollie never looked up again unto the Lord. He had given up all hope, cast away all his dreams and lost all sight of his blessed vision. For years, he struggled to regain everything he had. He worked from dawn to dusk, day after day, planting, replanting, sowing and plowing. But, it was all in vain because the land held back its fertile soil.

    Several years passed and Ollie was now an old man. Throughout those years, the land produced enough to see him through. It was just enough to get him by and allow him to survive. Although his bitter and hardened heart dwelled with him all those years, deep down inside there was still a drop of good in it. The time came when he stood in the open fields, once again, and looked up to heaven, unto the face of God.

    Ollie cried out, Lord, forgive me of my ways and the things that brought this upon me. I don’t understand, my Lord. I am sorry for being so blinded that I can’t see. But, I pray you will have mercy on me so I may live fully once again and know you in my heart like I once did. Ollie fell down upon his knees and cried out even more. Forgive me, Lord, I pray, for where I have failed.

    He dropped his head and tears fell from his eyes. He watched as a sun-scorched vine withered and died when a worm cut the root of the vine. As he took a seed from the fruit of the withered vine in his hand, the Lord spoke to his heart.

    My child, my precious child, the world is cruel and it beholds tragedy for all. It is an unfair and unjust world. However, you have been strong and endured. Plant the seed that it may grow and bring forth its fruit from the land; your heart will become as pure as gold.

    Ollie took the seed and did as

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