Chapter 8

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There! That was fast, huh? Hopefully it doesn't seem rushed? It sort of felt like I rushed the editing... :-/

Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee; yea I will help thee;  yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness.

Isaiah 41:10

Chapter 8

The days go by and are un-eventful.  I dress in the morning and report to duty in the kitchen. I help prepare breakfast, I help serve it, I am tempted to give out extras. Every one leaves taking their extravagant or meager supply of food for the day. I bake until evening. Set up everything for the morning. Go to my room. The one bright spot. I asked for markers and was questioned as to why I wanted them.

"To liven things up in my room" I replied.

And instead of just markers I was sent my choice colors of paint. I chose Red and Orange. I painted a wall each color leaving two walls white. On those two walls I used my markers and wrote all the scriptures I could remember by heart. I also started writing prayers to God and some notes to myself. I loved to walk into my room in the evenings. To see the yellows, greens, blues, pinks, purple, and all other colors of writing mixed in across the white walls. It became my home. I had a sense of peace there. I don't know why I was given the paints but it was a blessing. I suspect it was a nice servant named Jon who had a hand in it.

I never saw Olen. I didn't even know if he'd been sent out already. I supposed Dustin would hold a going away celebration though.

I rarely saw Matthew. Most of the times I only saw him come through line to get his food and we servers were not allowed to speak to the people. Sometimes I would slip him a note telling him how I was doing or what scripture I might have added to my wall

Dearest Matthew,

I hope you are bearing up fine. I pray for you all the time.

I've heard nothing of Olen and I pray for him too.

Yesterday I remembered that verse that mother used to quote to us when we were mad at each other. 'Hatred stirreth up strifes: but love covereth all sins.~Proverbs 10:12', I think. It reminds me how no matter what Dustin has done against us we have done worse against Christ yet his love covered all my sins so I must also let love cover what he has done.

Also I remembered Mark 13:13 and added it to my wall 'And ye shall be hated of all men for my name's sake: but he that shall endure unto the end, the same shall be saved.'

Right now that is my favorite. Isn't it wonderful to think that we are being hated and persecuted for our God? And that He will save us from all we are going through. I so look forward to the day I enter heaven. Remember how I used to think I'd rather live here on earth and never die until I'm really old? Well my opinion on that has changed. I don't think it has only to do with the fact that my circumstances are much different from then but I think it is mainly because I just have a longing to be with my savior. I also still have a burden for souls though. I don't get much of a chance to talk to anyone. It is forbid in the kitchen to have casual chatter. So far there are no new converts but I pray hourly for the souls of those around me.

Well as you know tomorrow is more work so I'd best get to sleep.

I pray your work is going well and that I haven't done anything to cause you suffering.

Love,

Mall

I don't mention that yesterday I was made to clean the whole kitchen myself because Dustin said Matthew hadn't completed a project he should have. I'm sure Dustin would tell him though.

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