Wealth Beyond Riches by Vickie McDonough

Author:Vickie McDonough
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Barbour Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2012-08-23T04:00:00+00:00

Eleven

Sasha drove the buggy back home, thinking about her time with Mary. That was the second time someone had said she was an answer to prayer. Was that possible? Could God use someone and that person not even be aware of it?

She shook the reins, urging the horse up the hill. The buggy creaked as it dipped into one rut in the road after another. These country roads were just as rugged as the landscape. She passed field after field littered with oil wells and tanks. Where the derricks stood like angry sentinels, rarely was there a tree or bush. Even the ground was blackened from oil spills. Now she understood why Dewey was so determined to keep his land undefiled.

Sasha breathed a sigh of relief as she entered Dewey’s property. Here, knee-high grass and wildflowers wafted in the wind and birds chirped lively tunes. Cattle grazed peacefully on the green hills. The countryside was alive and made her feel cheerful. She’d done a good thing today.

But it hardly seemed enough. Still, she had to be careful not to steal Mary’s dignity by helping her too much or too often. An occasional trip now and then should suffice. If only there were more she could do.

The wagon hit a big rut, and Sasha braced herself with her foot. She clucked to the horse as she’d seen Jim do, and the animal heaved forward, pulling her back onto level ground.

The tea Mary had offered her had been weak and sugarless, but the company was cordial, and in the muted lighting of the tent, Sasha’s makeup had passed the test. It was evident that Mary held beliefs of faith similar to those of Jim and Dewey. Sasha was beginning to feel left out.

But her mother and their New York friends had rarely gone to church, except on Christmas and sometimes Easter, and they had done all right. Hadn’t they?

The theater troupe had worked hard to put on superb productions. They performed in the evenings, then ate dinner afterward and spent time on the town. Sasha had usually preferred to retire to her room after dining to read before going to bed. But what had been the purpose of that life? To entertain others?

Was that a noble cause?

Never once in her life had she done anything that had given her the satisfaction she had received from taking clothes to Mary. She could still see Mary caressing the fabric, looking as if she could hardly wait until Sasha left so she could get to work.

She smiled. Yes, she’d done something good today. Her uncle would be proud, but her mother would have said Sasha had wasted her time and the fine clothing, having given it to someone who couldn’t appreciate its quality.

Sighing, she thought again about her uncle’s faith and Jim’s. Both men were the real deal. They weren’t living their lives trying to impress the wealthy people of the world. They cared for others, but more important, they cared about God.

A deep longing coursed through her.

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