Star Light, Star Bright by Marian Wells

Author:Marian Wells
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781441262493
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2013-05-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

That first day at Sally’s home, Jenny voiced her fears. She was drying the dishes as Sally washed. Slowly turning the cup in her hand, she said, “Sally, do you really believe Joseph’s prophecy?” She glanced at Sally’s face and protested, “Don’t look at me like that. I’m not a tattletale. I’m scared, and I just wish you’d make me feel better about all this.”

“You’re just missing Mark,” Sally protested, but her eyes were on the dish she was holding, and Jenny was caught by the feebleness of her reply. Her heart sank. Sally was knowing the fears, too.

Later beside the fire, with Sally cuddling Tamara on her lap, Jenny faced the pair. She pushed aside her uneasiness for a moment, thinking instead how much a miniature of her mother little Tamara was. As Jenny reached out to touch the child’s cheek, Sally glanced down at her daughter and said, “Too bad you haven’t produced a young’un; that’d help the time pass for you.” She sighed. “Jenny, I know it’s bad. I hate it all just as much as you, but dwelling on it and chewing over all the things we shouldn’t even been thinking about—well, that doesn’t help at all. Can’t you leave the fussin’ to the menfolk? It’ll all work out.”

Tamara held up her arms and Jenny took the child. “Sally, I know just what you’ll be saying next. You’re going to start chiding me because my faith is feeble and you’ll tell me again that to question is to doubt, and that doubt is sin. Somehow I can’t just accept anything in life without giving it a few questions. Why did God make me this way if asking questions is wrong?”

“Tell me what sense it makes to question?”

“Well, for one thing, I suppose it gives a person a good desire to change what ought to be changed.”

Sally picked up her mending and asked, “Just what would you change in this affair if you could?”

Jenny looked around the little cabin. There were things from their past which had been disturbing her for some time. She had been recalling Kirtland. Closing her eyes she could see the Morgan home with its spacious rooms and big windows. She pictured the flower garden, the white picket fence, and the flock of chickens picking at sunflower seeds.

“Sally, don’t you pine for that lovely house in Kirtland?”

Sally sighed and nodded, “And the furniture we couldn’t bring with us.” She stopped abruptly and Jenny saw her press her lips tightly together before she continued. “Jenny, we can’t be fussing over things. Every one of us is called upon to make sacrifices for Zion.”

“I don’t know why I’m thinking like this right now,” Jenny said slowly. “Maybe it is not having Mark around. Up Adam-ondi-Ahman way I could see the poor lot we had, but somehow it seemed to be just a passing thing; I expected it to be better tomorrow. Now—maybe it is just missing Mark.”

Sally shook her head over her sewing. Her voice sounded wistful as she said, “No, it isn’t just that.

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