Love's abiding joy by Janette Oke

Author:Janette Oke [Oke, Janette]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
Publisher: Minneapolis, Minn. : Bethany House Publishers, c2003.
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Cookie said nothing but his eyes assured Willie that the order would be followed. Willie strode on down to the corral where he lifted a rope from a post and snaked out his saddle horse. In a few minutes’ time the sound of pounding hoofbeats was echoing in the yard.

Marty had had a hard time concentrating on fixing a lunch for the men with Clark lying in the bedroom in his present condition. She couldn’t remember how many scoops of coffee to put into the pot nor could she remember where to find bread and butter. Missie’s memory didn’t seem to be much better, even if it was her own kitchen. Wong was down in the garden selecting vegetables for supper and neither of the ladies thought to call him.

Numbly they went about searching out sandwich materials and spreading the bread. Neither talked, although both were troubled with anxious thoughts that would not be stilled. They worked on in silence until Marty noticed Missie fighting back the tears. She went to her then and took her in her arms.

“He’ll be all right. God won’t let anythin’ happen to ‘im. He’ll be fine.” Oh, how Marty wanted to believe her own words! They have to be true. They just have to. If anything happens to Clark … Her arms tightened around Missie and she began to pray aloud.

“God, Ya know how we need Ya now. Ya know how we love Clark. Ya know how he has served You. He loves Ya, Lord. An’ now we’re askin’ thet Ya lift him up. Thet Ya give ‘im back his mind an’ body, iffen it be Yer will, Lord. Amen.”

Missie looked at Marty, her eyes wide and the tears streaming down her face. “Oh, Ma!” she cried, “don’t pray like that. Of course it be His will. Of course it is. He’s gotta heal ‘im. He’s gotta.”

Marty too was crying now. “Yer pa always prayed, `Yer will be done.’

“You can pray thet iffen ya want to,” said Missie insistently, “but I’m gonna tell God exactly what I want. I want Pa. I want him well an’ strong ag’in. What’s wrong with tellin’ God jest what ya want Him to do?”

“Yer pa always says thet we don’t be orderin’ God; we ask.”

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