Chapter Twenty Nine:
Ana’s typing at the computer broke the silence. She was busily working on a story, a novel, a poem, something. I was glad that Ana could escape into the world of her imagination when she wrote, I was sure it broke the tedium of being at this cabin day in and day out. We haad spent the day together a few days ago, getting things we needed, just having some Mother and daughter time, but the trip did not seem like enough. We all wanted our lives back.
“When I see you writing, you remind me of your Aunt.”
“I know, guess I take after her. I am proud of that.”
“So Am I Ana.”
I went back to talk to my sister Anna, and let my daughter get back to my writing. Anna was looking at old family albums, going back to a different time, but those memories were not all pleasant.
“For years it was the pictures and your journals that let you live on. When we thought you were dead, that was how we kept you alive in our heart. For nearly two decades we believed we had buried our baby sister. First we believed you had committed suicide, then we believed you were murdered. In our wildest dreams we did not imagine that you could be alive and well somewhere.”
“Alive yes Isha, but I am not sure you could say I was well. For nearly twenty years, I was running and hiding. It killed me to know that you guys thought I was dead, but it had to be that way.”
“I know that Anna and I understand why you did it, but the point is our Father should have never put you in the position to have to do it.”
“I know Isha, but I am here now.”
“And I am so glad you are.”
“He’s still out to get us Isha, he shot me, and he’s the reason you and Sophia were shot, even if he did not pull the trigger.”
“I know and I am sorry Anna, but you are here and I am so glad you are. You may not be able to walk now, but you are still my little sister, and you are still the same person you were before you were shot.”
“Isha there is no denying that some things have changed. Not only because I was shot, because I went through all the hell. I can not even talk about it fully Isha, it’s to painful and more than that I don’t want to put you through the details. You do not need to hear it.”
“Thank you Isha, but I am really not ready.”
“Okay Anna but I am glad you are back, that you made it back to us. I am glad we found you.”
“I am too.”
I turned to reading my Bible after talking with my sister and watching my daughter Ana write. I was glad for all my children.
I turned to Luke 13 finding comfort in the words of the Lord:
Repent or Perish
1 Now there were some present at that time who told Jesus about the Galileans whose blood Pilate had mixed with their sacrifices. 2 Jesus answered, “Do you think that these Galileans were worse sinners than all the other Galileans because they suffered this way? 3 I tell you, no! But unless you repent, you too will all perish. 4 Or those eighteen who died when the tower in Siloam fell on them—do you think they were more guilty than all the others living in Jerusalem? 5 I tell you, no! But unless you repent, you too will all perish.”
6 Then he told this parable: “A man had a fig tree growing in his vineyard, and he went to look for fruit on it but did not find any. 7 So he said to the man who took care of the vineyard, ‘For three years now I’ve been coming to look for fruit on this fig tree and haven’t found any. Cut it down! Why should it use up the soil?’
8 “‘Sir,’ the man replied, ‘leave it alone for one more year, and I’ll dig around it and fertilize it. 9 If it bears fruit next year, fine! If not, then cut it down.’”
Jesus Heals a Crippled Woman on the Sabbath
10 On a Sabbath Jesus was teaching in one of the synagogues, 11 and a woman was there who had been crippled by a spirit for eighteen years. She was bent over and could not straighten up at all. 12 When Jesus saw her, he called her forward and said to her, “Woman, you are set free from your infirmity.” 13 Then he put his hands on her, and immediately she straightened up and praised God.
14 Indignant because Jesus had healed on the Sabbath, the synagogue leader said to the people, “There are six days for work. So come and be healed on those days, not on the Sabbath.”
15 The Lord answered him, “You hypocrites! Doesn’t each of you on the Sabbath untie your ox or donkey from the stall and lead it out to give it water? 16 Then should not this woman, a daughter of Abraham, whom Satan has kept bound for eighteen long years, be set free on the Sabbath day from what bound her?”
17 When he said this, all his opponents were humiliated, but the people were delighted with all the wonderful things he was doing.
The Parables of the Mustard Seed and the Yeast
18 Then Jesus asked, “What is the kingdom of God like? What shall I compare it to? 19 It is like a mustard seed, which a man took and planted in his garden. It grew and became a tree, and the birds perched in its branches.”
20 Again he asked, “What shall I compare the kingdom of God to? 21 It is like yeast that a woman took and mixed into about sixty pounds[
“Anna it’s okay, I know you’ve been through a lot, if you can’t talk about it, that’s okay, but please don’t feel you have to protect me. If you ever need to talk, please do so.”