Anna's Crossing by Suzanne Woods Fisher

Anna's Crossing by Suzanne Woods Fisher

Author:Suzanne Woods Fisher [Fisher, Suzanne Woods]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FIC053000, FIC042030, FIC027050, Amish—Fiction, United States—History—18th century—Fiction
ISBN: 9781441245458
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2015-01-14T16:00:00+00:00

In the lower deck, a sudden change occurred. Instead of the dramatic movement that lashed passengers from side to side, hurling them out of beds, the movements became as gentle as a cradle. Anna crept on hands and knees to the cannon portal, shocked by what she saw outside. Outside, the howling gale continued to rage and whip the sea with astonishing violence. Inside, the ship had somehow found her still point.

Anxiety had bubbled in Anna’s belly all morning, but it started now to give way to a delicate sense of calm. Her thoughts were with Bairn out in the gale. She’d seen the look of concern on his face. Life was so precious, so tenuous. It could be altered in an instant. She had never believed this to be more true than she did right now.

Keep Bairn safe, Lord. Please keep him safe.

She looked around and saw people return to their bunks and pallets. A gentle quiet settled over the lower deck. The ship felt easy under them, sleek and lithe. It seemed to be past time for words, until Christian rose to his feet in the middle aisle and read from Psalm 91 in his Bible, offering heartfelt thanks.

“‘He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the LORD, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust. Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence. He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler. Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day; Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday . . . For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways . . . With long life will I satisfy him, and shew him my salvation.’”

A sudden revelation paid a visit to Anna. This was the point of the story of St. Julian of Norwich and her long illness.

Even in the midst of great gales, they could know peace.


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