HI, I'm terrible sorry this has taken so long. I had a slight case of
writers block. Anyway here is the chapter and yes I know its short but more
to come I promise, God bless
Estelbain
Chapter 4
I looked up and around. There was no one there, the house hadn't fallen and the sun was still rising, that was good sign, I think. I looked out the window it was still really early. "What am I going do with myself?" I though.
I stood up and began to pace around the room. Back and forth, back and forth, back forth.
"Oh boy", I flopped on the bed. "Man, am I dizzy, this is getting me no where."
Suddenly my heads began to itch, I got up and did one of the things I knew best. I cleaned, and I cleaned, and I scrubbed, I washed, I scoured, I swept, and reorganized.
I began to hum as I worked, it felt strange, I was still sad but I could almost feel Malhon's glance down upon my back. It was strange but comforting.
I kept cleaning. By the time Orpah rose an hour later I had made breakfast, cleaned all the dishes, swept and reorganized kitchen.
Orpah walked in the room as I was dusting everything, humming as I went. Judging by the gasp I heard; I think she though I had lost the last of my sense.
"Ruth, dear, what are you doing? Come, let me feel your forehead and make sure you are alright." Walked over to me and placed a hand to my forehead.
I smiled at her and spoke softly "I'm okay, sister dear, I can't explain it but I feel peace, like I know Malhon is happy and he is watching me and waiting for me."
"Okay I can explain it but if she thinks I'm crazy for cleaning I don't think now would be a good time to mention my little chat with God."
Orpah looked at me a little suspiciously "If you're sure."
"I am, now I made breakfast so don't let it go cold I'm going to check on Naomi now, eat!" I walked out of the room with a tray. I walked in to Naomi's room and looked around.
Naomi looked liked as if she had a worse sleep than me. She sat there staring ahead of her. She turned and looked passed me, her eyes hollow. I waited and she blinked a couple of times then realization hit her.
"Oh, Ruth, what are you doing child?" she seemed so far away.
"I made you some breakfast, come and eat." I smile at her.
"I'm not really hungry right now." Now her voice seemed so hallow. "You must eat, you need your strength." I said still cheery. "For what?" "You must go on. Orpah and I still need you." "I'm all dried up? What good am I to you? I have no way to look after you. I don't think anyone would want to marry me again." She said now looking at me. "Hush, don't say such things. You're our mother, we love you and need you."
"No I am just a burden, I have been forsaken by all, even God, why else would he do this to me?" A tear streamed down her already stained cheek.
I hugged her "Mother, I do not know God's plan but I know he still cares for us, he must, he made us. Just remember what he did for us in the desert, how many times he has forgiven us. He didn't do that for nothing, he has a plan and I know it is good." I said firmly.
"How can you be so sure?" Naomi asked weakly.
"Because I have faith, and even now in this time of darkness I can remember the joy of the lord. For that I cling to it with the last of my strength." I said forcing a smile.
Naomi made a sour face "Joy, there is no joy left, I am empty!"
"I know but hold on and in time the lord will again fill you up. Now eat, there is more I have to do." I hugged her once more then stood and left the room.
Naomi didn't leave her room for three days. I brought her food and talked to her but it seemed to do nothing. She grew pale and thin. Her depression grew until I feared it might sallow her whole. I prayed for her, but I didn't know what else to do.
Finally on the third she came out of her room. She seemed as pale and depressed as before but now she looked desperate. "I have decided it's time I retuned home." Was her monotone response.
I looked up and around. There was no one there, the house hadn't fallen and the sun was still rising, that was good sign, I think. I looked out the window it was still really early. "What am I going do with myself?" I though.
I stood up and began to pace around the room. Back and forth, back and forth, back forth.
"Oh boy", I flopped on the bed. "Man, am I dizzy, this is getting me no where."
Suddenly my heads began to itch, I got up and did one of the things I knew best. I cleaned, and I cleaned, and I scrubbed, I washed, I scoured, I swept, and reorganized.
I began to hum as I worked, it felt strange, I was still sad but I could almost feel Malhon's glance down upon my back. It was strange but comforting.
I kept cleaning. By the time Orpah rose an hour later I had made breakfast, cleaned all the dishes, swept and reorganized kitchen.
Orpah walked in the room as I was dusting everything, humming as I went. Judging by the gasp I heard; I think she though I had lost the last of my sense.
"Ruth, dear, what are you doing? Come, let me feel your forehead and make sure you are alright." Walked over to me and placed a hand to my forehead.
I smiled at her and spoke softly "I'm okay, sister dear, I can't explain it but I feel peace, like I know Malhon is happy and he is watching me and waiting for me."
"Okay I can explain it but if she thinks I'm crazy for cleaning I don't think now would be a good time to mention my little chat with God."
Orpah looked at me a little suspiciously "If you're sure."
"I am, now I made breakfast so don't let it go cold I'm going to check on Naomi now, eat!" I walked out of the room with a tray. I walked in to Naomi's room and looked around.
Naomi looked liked as if she had a worse sleep than me. She sat there staring ahead of her. She turned and looked passed me, her eyes hollow. I waited and she blinked a couple of times then realization hit her.
"Oh, Ruth, what are you doing child?" she seemed so far away.
"I made you some breakfast, come and eat." I smile at her.
"I'm not really hungry right now." Now her voice seemed so hallow. "You must eat, you need your strength." I said still cheery. "For what?" "You must go on. Orpah and I still need you." "I'm all dried up? What good am I to you? I have no way to look after you. I don't think anyone would want to marry me again." She said now looking at me. "Hush, don't say such things. You're our mother, we love you and need you."
"No I am just a burden, I have been forsaken by all, even God, why else would he do this to me?" A tear streamed down her already stained cheek.
I hugged her "Mother, I do not know God's plan but I know he still cares for us, he must, he made us. Just remember what he did for us in the desert, how many times he has forgiven us. He didn't do that for nothing, he has a plan and I know it is good." I said firmly.
"How can you be so sure?" Naomi asked weakly.
"Because I have faith, and even now in this time of darkness I can remember the joy of the lord. For that I cling to it with the last of my strength." I said forcing a smile.
Naomi made a sour face "Joy, there is no joy left, I am empty!"
"I know but hold on and in time the lord will again fill you up. Now eat, there is more I have to do." I hugged her once more then stood and left the room.
Naomi didn't leave her room for three days. I brought her food and talked to her but it seemed to do nothing. She grew pale and thin. Her depression grew until I feared it might sallow her whole. I prayed for her, but I didn't know what else to do.
Finally on the third she came out of her room. She seemed as pale and depressed as before but now she looked desperate. "I have decided it's time I retuned home." Was her monotone response.