A/N-What I'm going to do this chapter is a little wacky, a little off the wall but I'm hoping it will work. As I have stated in an earlier chapter, women in Terah's time was not allowed to go to school, so they didn't know how to read or write but I'm going into her 12 years of suffering and to make it less boring for my readers I have come up with an idea.
Terah will pray and come up with her own writing's and language to keep a written record of her ordeal. Please let me know what you think of this idea after reading!
Terah was sitting by the small window in the house and she just sat and stared at...nothing.' After the funeral, Terah went to the place of cleansing and stayed there the appropriate time but...the blood never stopped coming. So she came back to her house...her empty house and she just waited for it to stop and it never did. She prayed to Jevovah and she waited for him to heal her.
She wished she could...write down her times of this ordeal but she could not, she did not know the words...wait, she had an idea. Terah got up and went over to where her husband had kept his paper and...writing insrument...she picked up the tool and it felt funny in her hand, between her fingers and she looked at the paper with amazement and she wondered if she should do this but...
She did.
At first she just drew a line...she drew it and she studied it. She didn't know what she did but she was happy doing it. She thought and she put the instrument down and she closed her eyes and said a prayer. She asked Jehovah for the wisdom in what to do and what to put down. She thought about it and she made a symbol for Danthan, her son that died. She remembered how to make a T from what her husband taught her and she did that. She did feel a little...'bad' of sorts but she could feel no evil in it.
She made more symbols for words then she wrote her name in her own language and she cried. There was such...joy in it, a small thing like that. Then she remembered her blood...she wrote 'blood' and there was almost a relief to it.
She wrote down how she was feeling with her son dying, her husband being killed at the hands of thieves and how she felt with whatever was going on with her and how she was to go to the doctor in a few days. She didn't know what would happen but she prayed for Jehovah to be with her, she tried to have the faith her husband did but it was harder for her.
She picked up the papers and held them close to her heart and she went up the ladder to the roof and she stepped out and looked up at the stars and she saw the face of Danthan and Teman smiling down at her.
A/N-Well? What do you think?
Sand n' Sable