An Unexpected Widow (The Colorado Brides Series) by White Carré

Author:White, Carré [White, Carré]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Love Lust Story
Published: 2013-06-11T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

When Frank said he perceived tingles in his right leg, I began to share in his excitement, seeing it as a sign that feeling was slowly returning. To add to this jubilation, the fields were high with corn, and my kitchen garden burst with delicious vegetables. Every day there seemed to be new sensations and palpitations, as Frank regained feeling. He was in such an optimistic mood, that Pastor Bailey gave him the pulpit on Sunday morning, although he had to be seated to read the sermon.

The parishioners, knowing the hardships he had been through, listened with rapt attention, as he spoke about perseverance, citing Exodus 17:9-13. Moses’ challenge was to keep his staff above his head, never letting it drop, in order for the Israelites to prevail. He succeeded in doing this, hour after hour, which necessitated an incredible amount of endurance. The lesson was to never give up, no matter how daunting the task. From the impassioned look on Frank’s face, I knew he believed every word he said. The hope that he would one day walk again was very real.

After the service, people surrounded him, shaking his hand and expressing their gratitude for the moving sermon. A woman brought forth her child, who appeared ill. She was crying.

“Please say a prayer for my boy, Pastor. He’s been sick for so long now.”

The child in question appeared pale; the skin beneath his eyes was darkly colored. Frank held the boy’s hand. “There now. I’m sure he’ll be fine. What’s your name, lad?”

“Brandon,” he rasped.

A look of concern passed over Frank’s features. “You might want to take him to Doc Caldwell, ma’am.”

“I’ve done that. He says there’s nothing he can do.” Tears streamed down her cheeks. “I was hoping a word from you might help. If you could say a little prayer for him.”

“I can do that, but he really should be in bed.” The child, who struggled to stand, began to cough. My husband was seated directly before him. “Does anyone have any water?”

Getting to my feet, I hurried for the small office in the back, pouring fluid from a pitcher into a glass. When I returned, I handed it to the child. “Here you are.” After he had been tended to, his mother took him away. “Oh, goodness. That was successful, Frank. You did a marvelous job with that sermon.”

“Thank you.”

“I’ll see if Nathan’s available to help you out.” I didn’t have to go far to find him, as he stood outside the church, his hat lowered over his eyes. “He’s ready.” He pushed himself from the building. “May I ask something?”

“Ask whatever you want.”

“Why won’t you stay for the service?”

“It’s not my cup of tea.”

“What’s not?”

“All the God…talk.”

“It’s not all God talk. There are lots of useful things too.”

He brushed past me, murmuring, “Waste of time, I say.”

“Ouf!” I found myself walking into a solid wall of bone and muscle, as Nathan had stopped before me. “Goodness gracious.” Our eyes met.

“I heard what he said. I stood outside listening.

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