Out of This World
“Why did this happen?” he prayed. “Couldn’t the prize ceremony have been on Sunday or Monday instead of Sabbath so I could go?”
“Why did this happen?” he prayed. “Couldn’t the prize ceremony have been on Sunday or Monday instead of Sabbath so I could go?”
The car traveled just a short distance when a scary sight greeted their eyes. Ahead of them was a car accident. One car had crashed into a snowbank on the roadside. Another car had smashed into the trees.
“Let’s pray,” he said. “God can solve this problem. He definitely will help you again.” Father bowed his head and closed his eyes. Daniil bowed his head and closed his eyes.
But then Sasha began to have problems. At school, other children were mean to her. At home, her much older sister, Olga, started drinking. Father and Mother also began to drink. It wasn’t fun being at home or at school.
But Mother wasn’t happy. She didn’t know Jesus, and she didn’t want to know Jesus. She belonged to another world religion, and she didn’t want Father and Amira reading the Bible or going to church on Sabbath.
But then Kashish fell sick the day before a big exam in Sanskrit. She needed to study for the exam when she came home from school. But her forehead felt really hot. She felt too weak to stand.
Teacher looked even more surprised. Other Christian children studied at the school, but they had Hindi names. This new student had a Christian name.
After that, she lay down under her brown-and-pink bedsheet and closed her eyes to sleep. It had been a good day. It had been a day spent talking to Jesus.
The yellow bike with black trim was crushed. Judah felt OK. He looked over at the motorcyclist. He hadn’t been wearing a helmet, and his head was bleeding.
Joylin felt uneasy when she arrived at the hospital. She was surrounded by people she didn’t know. She didn’t like the smell of the hospital air. Someone put an IV drip into her arm, and it hurt. Then a nurse took her to a bed in the hospital ward.
But when Father and Mother drank, they began to argue. When they drank, they began to fight. The more they drank, the more they fought. The more they fought, the more they drank.
Sudip didn’t know how he could help Mother. He was only 11. So, he cried with her. There was nothing else he could do. Mother and son cried and cried.