NOW Carl thought to ask June about trying her experiment again. Then under nature, too, as they watched the sunset together.
So the gentleman asked her if she would try. And to this, June said yes.
That she was willing to pick things up. And try to work with nature.
So then, her husband told her about a bicycle washed by rain needing the analysis.
He asked her if she’d want to take a look and start work with it.
And again, June said yes.
So, Carl told her the bicycle was at Cannon University. At the crime scene of their witness’s murder.
Then, that the cycle was a likely link to a third party who witnessed the crime.
But to this, June went quiet.
Her face suddenly lost the glow, and her cuddle went limp. For silence joined the standing two, and the place felt stuffy.
Moments dragged and passed like the tides, as the sun finally set. Then June found the words at last, so she tried to talk.
“I don’t know things anymore. I really don’t know, my husband.
“Strangely, I want to go there. As this is the opportunity to get justice for me, while I am getting back my dream!
“So, I guess this is what you must have thought, to tell me.”
Carl hummed a yes.
“But then again,” she mused, looking somber, “I don’t know if what you said that day is what I should hang on...
“That I should let God fight my war—
“Or, if I should take this chance instead, and go head on.
“I’m not quite sure what it feels like to have God fight for me!” She dropped a sigh at last.
Carl felt really touched. He pulled his woman close, and then he spoke up.
“Darling, I also said it that day not knowing what I was saying.
“But if what church people do say is true, I guess it was God who put it in my mouth right then.
“Because I said those things and they made me ponder...
“Well, I’m still pondering over them!”
June looked up at him, and then she asked him. “But what do you, Carl, say about it?”
The man paused and pondered. So he answered, holding her hand.
“Frankly speaking, June, you will do well to take your burdens to God first! I think I said the truth that very day!”
Just then June slid her hand from under his gentle touch. She felt uneasy, and pulled back slowly.
“Now what are you saying?” she asked him. “Didn’t the Bible say, ‘Heaven helps those who help themselves’?”
“No, dear. I don’t know much of Bible, but I know it didn’t say that!
“The phrase is just one of today’s popular sayings.”
June was back again. “So what did Bible say about it?”
Carl answered. “At least, I know this two: That Christ said, ‘Without Me you can do nothing’—
“Then one disciple said this, that he can do all things through Christ who strengthens him.”
Now, those words hit home when June heard them.
She felt God asking her to make Him her ally. Asking her weary self to lean on Him.
But she didn’t like to hear this. For she thought that her surrender to God meant weakness.
So she waved those words and put up a bold front.
“Let’s leave the Bible aside! So, weren’t we talking about the bicycle at Cannon?
“Now here’s my answer: I think I can do that stuff! It’s what I need no help with!
“Please tell the people involved that June is back and better!
“Let ’em run if they want to! Or I’ll shred ’em to pieces!”
Carl looked at her and just smiled. “Sleep over it, June,” he said, leaving.
“Cos when two people beat an army, there’s always a factor. I’m sure there is!”
June followed him. “Don’t worry; when there’s a will, there’s a way!”
“Absolutely!” retorted Carl. “There’ve got to be ways! But let us wake first!”
Comments
Post a Comment