Where Love Illumines (Where There is Love Book 2) by Donna Fletcher Crow

Author:Donna Fletcher Crow [Crow, Donna Fletcher]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Verity Press
Published: 2016-05-11T04:00:00+00:00

The next day after breakfast, the summer sun shining on Shropshire’s green rugged hills drew Rowland to take a walk around Hawkstone’s fields and call on their tenants. He had gone only so far as the bottom of the field, however, when he realized word of his arrival had run ahead of him. A large number of his father’s tenants, as well as people from the village, had come to greet him.

To Rowland a crowd in a field meant just one thing—a congregation to be preached to. So after a few minutes of chatting with folk he had known since childhood and inquiring after their various ills and numerous family members, he jumped up on a large boulder in a corner of the pasture.

“Friends, if you will it, I shall preach to you.”

A cheer went up from the crowd—a rare experience for a field preacher who was more likely to be egged or pelted with mud clods. “You allus told me yer stories when ye were a wee lad,” called an old shepherd bent over his stick. “And right fine stories they allus was, too. Tell us another now, lad.”

The crowd agreed, and Rowland, who never read his sermons anyway, now found himself without even a Bible in his hands. He looked around for inspiration. Seeing the path across the sheep-dotted hillside which he had thought to follow for his morning ramble, he began, “Some of you may think I am preaching a rambling sermon, but if I should be able to reach the heart of a poor rambling sinner, I’m sure you’ll forgive me. My friends, you may ramble from Christ, but He will ramble after you and try to bring you back into His fold.”

His hearers laughed at the homely allusion and called hearty encouragement to the speaker.

But back in the study at Hawkstone House, the unusual sound met the ears of Sir Richard, who hastily dispatched a footman to bring young Richard to him. His heir arrived in a matter of minutes during which time more disturbing sounds reached the study, led by one clear male voice with exceptional carrying quality.

“Richard, I wish you would tell me—whose voice is that assaulting my ears?”

Richard was quiet and listened for a moment “Why, sir, that is Rowland preaching to the people in the neighborhood.”

Sir Richard was not surprised. Nor was he pleased. “Go tell him to come to me.” Richard started to turn for the door. “Immediately!”

Richard was no more than halfway across the wide green lawn when he could hear Rowland’s words distinctly. “I cannot fathom with my puny understanding the mystery of the divine decrees. I can only say with St. Paul, ‘O the depth of His riches!’ We know nothing—can any man tell me why grass is green?” Rowland drew a wide arc with his arm, encompassing all the emerald hillside. As his hand swept across the path, he saw his brother approaching. He knew instantly why Richard was coming, but he continued the thought he was developing.

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