Sam sat in silence for several minutes, just listening to the birds and the scolding of a squirrel and feeling the Spirit moving softly over her heart.
-You've got him, right?- she thought, biting back tears.
The silent song whispered a reply and she rocked a little and drew her knees up.
-I'm sorry I didn't take better care of him.-
The song deepened, and she remembered Leeroy's words when he had told her that it hadn't been her fault.
-I'm not taking good care of him either.- She lay her face down and wept a little. -The poor guy. Lord, help me.-
Her pained cry was answered by a soft flow of peace, and she took a deep breath, then unfolded and leaned over to put her arms around her husband as her tears flowed.
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-You've got him, right?- she thought, biting back tears.
The silent song whispered a reply and she rocked a little and drew her knees up.
-I'm sorry I didn't take better care of him.-
The song deepened, and she remembered Leeroy's words when he had told her that it hadn't been her fault.
-I'm not taking good care of him either.- She lay her face down and wept a little. -The poor guy. Lord, help me.-
Her pained cry was answered by a soft flow of peace, and she took a deep breath, then unfolded and leaned over to put her arms around her husband as her tears flowed.