An Amish Harvest by Patricia Davids

Author:Patricia Davids
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2015-06-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

“They’re wrong! I don’t wish to be blind. Why would they think such a thing?”

Rebecca glanced at Samuel’s angry face as she drove him home from the doctor’s office. It was the first time he’d spoken since they had been told his blindness wasn’t caused by his injury. “They are men of science. They believe what they have told you. It’s possible.”

“Nee, I’m not naerfich.”

“They didn’t say you were crazy.” She didn’t want to believe it, either. Samuel was a strong, determined man, but he had suffered a great blow. Perhaps this was God’s way of teaching him humility. She reached the Bowman driveway and turned in.

“I don’t want my family to know this,” he said quickly.

“Samuel, it can’t be hidden. The doctor has asked for a meeting with your family so that he can explain this to them.”

“He couldn’t explain it to me.”

“You weren’t willing to listen.” She hated seeing him so tormented.

“You think I’m crazy, too.”

“Far from it. I think you are upset and angry. When you are calm, you can hear what Dr. Marksman was trying to tell you. This was not your choice. This was your mind’s reaction to a horrible trauma.” She pulled the buggy to a stop beside the barn. She got out and went round to help him down.

He brushed past her and took a few steps away until he came up against the corral fence. He raised his fists to the sky. “Why do you allow this, God? I have prayed every day and every night that You will restore my sight. Why won’t You let me see?”

Rebecca laid a hand on his shoulder. “I think you are asking the wrong question, Samuel.”

“I don’t know what you mean.” Frustrated to the point of screaming, Samuel held on to his last ounce of sanity. She didn’t understand. How could she?

“Maybe the question you should be asking yourself is what does God want you to see?”

He gripped the fence rail in front of him making his tender hands throb with pain. “I can’t see anything!”

“Maybe that’s because you aren’t looking in the right direction. We must use faith, not our eyes to see what God asks of us. Try looking inward, Samuel.”

“You’re babbling.”

“I’m going to visit my mother for a few hours. Tell Anna I won’t be here for supper.”

He bowed his head on his hands and heard her climb in the buggy and drive away. He listened a while longer. She wouldn’t leave him out here alone, would she?

“Rebecca?”

Silence answered him. He was alone. Alone and afraid on his own farm. He had been brought low. Lower than he ever imagined he could feel. The hopelessness was like a bottomless pit yawning at his feet. One step and he could drop into it forever.

“Is this what you want me to see, Lord? That I’m not a strong man? That I’m nothing more than a frightened child?”

He leaned his forehead against the wooden fence. The board was solid and smooth and still held the warmth of the late-afternoon sun.

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