Her Rebel Heart by Shannon Farrington Read Free Book Online
Authors: Shannon Farrington
destruction, to condemn all those who support States' Rights!
She was so busy imagining what he was praying for that she failed to hear what he was actually saying.
"
"My sins, Lord'¦ Forgive me for my sins."
Though Sam had intended on coming to this meeting to pray for Edward, he could not get past the needto confess his own faults to God. For too long he had simply gone about his life with his plans for the future, Julia, his teaching position, an honest but comfortable life here in Baltimore.
He had never once considered God may have other things in mind.
Frederick Douglass's experiences flooded his thoughts.
The man in his autobiography had shown owners whipping and cursing their slaves while simultaneously quoting Scripture to them. He also told of plantation owners who bowed their heads each night at supper to thank God for their food only to then turn around and starve the very hands that had farmed it.
The former slave explained that he loved the Christianity that Christ had preached, the message of love, peace and purity. Yet, in America, Christ's message had become polluted. Those who called themselves followers yet whipped women and stole babies from their mothers' arms were corrupt and hypocritical.
Where am I in all of this? Sam wondered. What form of Christianity do I cling to?
Sam had never owned another human being. He had never beaten or cursed any man. He attended church each week, read his Bible daily. He prayed faithfully yet he couldn't help but sense there was more to it.
Does Jesus expect more from His followers? Does His sacrificial love demand it?
Sam had always sought to live a life of peace, to show others the love of Christ.
"¦As ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto Me'¦
The Savior's words pricked his heart. One of the least of these'¦ who were the very least? Who did society, the law and government itself claim as the least?
Sam knew full well the answer to his own question.
Simply refusing to join those who supported slavery, or at the very least allowed it, was no longer enough. He knew that now. He would attend Dr. Carter's meeting. He did not know what else may be involved but he sensed the Lord was urging him to find out.
"I will do Your will, Lord."
And following God's will, Sam realized, meant placing Julia in His hands. Sam could not continue to spend his strength worrying and planning how to win her back.
He had to focus on being obedient. He had to trust.
"
What was happening, Julia could not fully explain. The Reverend and even her own father were now in tears. A shiver ran through her for she could sense the Almighty's presence in the place.
Oh, Lord, thank You for hearing our prayers. Thank You for what You will do here in this city.
After a few moments, eyes opened, heads raised. Reverend Perry concluded the meeting by extending an invitation.
"I ask you to join me tomorrow and each day thereafter at noon."
Her father quickly said they would. When the Reverend looked to Samuel, Julia bristled.
He explained it was impossible to reach the church at noon but, "I will gladly give what time I can."
Wonderful, Julia thought sarcastically. I suppose I will have to get used to him.
When the service was over her mother and father continued to speak with Reverend Perry. Julia waited a step away, discreetly eyeing Samuel from the safety of her lace trimmed bonnet.
He approached her slowly.
"I wanted to offer my apologies," he said before she could speak first.
She was taken aback. "For?"
"For pressing you. For not honoring your wishes."
His brown eyes were fixed on hers. Julia couldn't help but think of the love that had filled them the night he'd asked for her hand, of the ardor with which he had kissed her.
Heat flooded her face. Her skin was tingling and her mind churning.
"It was wrong of me to
She was so busy imagining what he was praying for that she failed to hear what he was actually saying.
"
"My sins, Lord'¦ Forgive me for my sins."
Though Sam had intended on coming to this meeting to pray for Edward, he could not get past the needto confess his own faults to God. For too long he had simply gone about his life with his plans for the future, Julia, his teaching position, an honest but comfortable life here in Baltimore.
He had never once considered God may have other things in mind.
Frederick Douglass's experiences flooded his thoughts.
The man in his autobiography had shown owners whipping and cursing their slaves while simultaneously quoting Scripture to them. He also told of plantation owners who bowed their heads each night at supper to thank God for their food only to then turn around and starve the very hands that had farmed it.
The former slave explained that he loved the Christianity that Christ had preached, the message of love, peace and purity. Yet, in America, Christ's message had become polluted. Those who called themselves followers yet whipped women and stole babies from their mothers' arms were corrupt and hypocritical.
Where am I in all of this? Sam wondered. What form of Christianity do I cling to?
Sam had never owned another human being. He had never beaten or cursed any man. He attended church each week, read his Bible daily. He prayed faithfully yet he couldn't help but sense there was more to it.
Does Jesus expect more from His followers? Does His sacrificial love demand it?
Sam had always sought to live a life of peace, to show others the love of Christ.
"¦As ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto Me'¦
The Savior's words pricked his heart. One of the least of these'¦ who were the very least? Who did society, the law and government itself claim as the least?
Sam knew full well the answer to his own question.
Simply refusing to join those who supported slavery, or at the very least allowed it, was no longer enough. He knew that now. He would attend Dr. Carter's meeting. He did not know what else may be involved but he sensed the Lord was urging him to find out.
"I will do Your will, Lord."
And following God's will, Sam realized, meant placing Julia in His hands. Sam could not continue to spend his strength worrying and planning how to win her back.
He had to focus on being obedient. He had to trust.
"
What was happening, Julia could not fully explain. The Reverend and even her own father were now in tears. A shiver ran through her for she could sense the Almighty's presence in the place.
Oh, Lord, thank You for hearing our prayers. Thank You for what You will do here in this city.
After a few moments, eyes opened, heads raised. Reverend Perry concluded the meeting by extending an invitation.
"I ask you to join me tomorrow and each day thereafter at noon."
Her father quickly said they would. When the Reverend looked to Samuel, Julia bristled.
He explained it was impossible to reach the church at noon but, "I will gladly give what time I can."
Wonderful, Julia thought sarcastically. I suppose I will have to get used to him.
When the service was over her mother and father continued to speak with Reverend Perry. Julia waited a step away, discreetly eyeing Samuel from the safety of her lace trimmed bonnet.
He approached her slowly.
"I wanted to offer my apologies," he said before she could speak first.
She was taken aback. "For?"
"For pressing you. For not honoring your wishes."
His brown eyes were fixed on hers. Julia couldn't help but think of the love that had filled them the night he'd asked for her hand, of the ardor with which he had kissed her.
Heat flooded her face. Her skin was tingling and her mind churning.
"It was wrong of me to
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