Unforeseeable

by Nancy Mehl

  It was as if she were in the room with me—as if she knew me. “God doesn’t want you to bury pain from the past. Even though it hurts, He will allow it to surface because He wants to set you free. And you can be free. It will take inner strength and a commitment to face the truth you’ve been running from. Until you confront the situations that hurt you, they won’t go away.”

  I couldn’t stop the tears that ran down my face. For the next thirty minutes I listened, enraptured by this woman God was using to minister to me. I felt like an onion being peeled, one layer at a time. One layer was my inability to trust Levi’s love because I’d never been able to trust anyone. My mother had deserted me, and my father had injured me through hurtful words and actions. But none of that had anything to do with Levi. The woman on TV had been abused by her father too, but in an even worse way than I had. As a result she began to treat her husband as if he was the one who’d hurt her, and it almost destroyed their marriage. When she faced what had happened and let God heal her heart, she began to change. She started to love her husband, and she quit trying to make him pay for her father’s sins.

  Then she began to talk about forgiveness, and I realized that for me to be truly free, I had no choice but to forgive. My father, my mother, anyone who had hurt me. Little by little, years of self-protection began to crumble. By the time the nurse returned, I felt like a dishrag that had been wrung out.

  After the show concluded, another came on, but it was for some kind of strange utensil that cut up vegetables into flowers and odd shapes. I tuned it out and thought about the woman teacher. How could God have used her to minister to me in such a strong way if women were only supposed to teach each other how to be better wives? I was still mulling this over when the nurse came back into the room.

  “I see the show is over,” she said. “How did you like it?”

  I shook my head. “I’ve never seen anything like it before. It was as if that woman knew me personally.”

  She smiled. “That’s the anointing of God, dear. God knows you, and that lady knows Him. People can do great things for God if they’ll let Him guide their lives. Too many folks end up following God the same way their parents did. Or the way their church teaches. But God has a unique path for each of us. ” She pulled a small table over to me and put the tray she held in her hands down on it. “God asks us to follow Him—not anyone else. We all have to find our own distinctive calling, don’t we?”

  I looked into eyes full of kindness and something else. Something deep and special. It was like seeing God. I was overcome with emotion again and held the tissues up to my eyes.

  “You go on and cry, honey,” she said. “I understand. Been there. Done that.” I felt her pat my arm. “You eat your breakfast. I’ll be back in a bit.”

  I took the tissues away from my eyes. “What’s your name?” I asked. I couldn’t see her name tag through my tears.

  “I’m Lynne. Lynne Young.” She smiled. “If you need anything else, you just call for me, okay?”

  “I will. And thank you so much, Lynne.”

  She smiled once more and closed the door behind her. I ate the breakfast she’d brought, but when I finished, I couldn’t remember what I’d eaten. Lynne’s words and the words of the woman on TV kept running through my head. Had I ever made a conscious decision on my own? Or more important, had I ever once asked God what He wanted from my life?

  After thinking for a while, I bowed my head and prayed softly. “God, please take my life and make me the person you’ve called me to be. I honestly have no idea who that is. But if you really do have a plan for me, then please bring it to pass. I’ll try very hard not to get in your way.” I thought for a moment and added, “You’ll probably have to help me with that though. I want to forgive my mother—I really do—but I still feel angry. Thank you.”

  After my prayer, I felt better. Lynne came back, gave me a sponge bath, and helped me to the bathroom. I was happy to be on my feet, but the trip back and forth was uncomfortable. She was patient and took things slowly. While we were up, someone else came in and changed my bed. When we returned, it felt wonderful to be clean and to climb into fresh sheets.

  Once I was settled, it was already time for lunch. Lynne brought me a bowl of chicken soup, some crackers, and some red gelatin. Although Lizzie certainly made much better soup, it was still good. I settled back into my bed feeling refreshed and more awake than I had since I first woke up in the hospital.

  I opened my Bible, deciding to read the Lord’s Prayer, which was a favorite part of Scripture for me. But instead of stopping at the end, I read further and came across a verse I’d seen before. However, today it seemed to speak to me in a way it never had in the past. But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and His righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you. This verse had been read to us in church many times, but for some reason, it felt like the first half of the Scripture was being shouted at me. What had I been seeking? Was I seeking God’s kingdom first? Or had I been seeking after the church I’d grown up in? Or the father who’d told me how to live my life? Charity’s words echoed in my mind: “Then who are you?”

  “Aren’t you going to say hello?”

  Lizzie’s voice startled me. I hadn’t seen her come into the room. Lizzie, Noah, and Levi stood just inside the door.

  “I’m sorry,” I said with a smile. “I was thinking.”

  “I guess you were,” Lizzie said, walking over to the bed. “Must have been deep thoughts.”

  At that moment Lynne came back. Yesterday, Lizzie had on regular clothes, but today she wore her church dress and her prayer covering. Levi and Noah also had on the suits they normally wore to church. Lynne looked surprised, but she greeted them warmly. After giving me a couple of pills, she excused herself and left the room.

  “She seems very nice,” Levi said. “Are you getting good care?”

  “Excellent. I could get used to this.”

  Lizzie laughed. “Noah and I will do our best when you get home, but we can’t promise it will be the same. You might have to do a little more for yourself than you do here.”

  “Actually, much more of this, and I’ll end up spoiled rotten.”

  I put my Bible back on the nightstand. More than anything, I wanted to ask Lizzie what was going on with John Lapp. It was as if she’d read my mind, because she asked Levi and Noah to go to the hospital café and get all of us a cup of coffee. After they left, she sat down in the chair next to my bed.

  “Levi told us all about your mom,” she said excitedly. “So how did it go yesterday? Were you shocked? I know I was. I remember your mother, but Margaret—I mean Esther—looks so much different than she used to. I honestly didn’t recognize her.”

  “I know this sounds strange, but I think part of me knew who she was. It’s one of the reasons I’ve been so upset lately.” I sighed. “She tried to explain why she left, and I realize now that she was going through a lot. I’ve asked God to help me forgive her, but it will take some time.”

  “I can’t even imagine how you feel. What a shock this must be.”

  I nodded. “Look, let’s talk about my mother later, okay? I want to ask you about John Lapp. You know, before Noah and Levi get back. Have you heard anything?”

  “Not a word. I can’t keep calling the sheriff. Noah will get suspicious. I guess if Timmons is checking John out, his past and stuff like that, maybe Sunday isn’t a good day for it. I expect we’ll hear something tomorrow.” She paused for a moment. “Do you think I did the right thing, Callie?”

  “I don’t know. At first I thought it was a mistake, but after thinking about it, the sheriff did ask us to tell him if we noticed anything unusual. That’s all you did.”

  Lizzie sighed. “John fits everything the sheriff said to watch out for. And the book clinched it for me. Whatever happens, I’m not sorry I gave his name to the sheriff.”

  “I hope you feel that way later.”

  “I do too. But no matter what, this is on me,
not you. My conclusions came from John’s suspicious behavior. What you told me about his counseling session with Levi has nothing to do with it.”

  I shook my head. “I don’t know. John Lapp has always had suspicious behavior.”

  Lizzie giggled and covered her mouth. “Oh, Callie. I’m trying to be serious, and you’re making me laugh.”

  I smiled at her. “I don’t mean to.”

  “I know.” She stared past me, out the hospital window. “The last thing I want to do is to accuse an innocent man of something so horrible. But if there’s nothing to it, the sheriff will let it drop and look somewhere else.”

  “I hope so.”

  We heard Noah’s and Levi’s voices in the hall.

  “We’ll talk more about this when you get home,” Lizzie whispered. She quickly scooted her chair back several inches.

  “By the way,” I said, “how in the world are you going to take care of me and run the restaurant?”

  “That’s easy,” Noah said as he came into the room. He and Levi were carrying foam cups of coffee. “We’ve set up some volunteers to come by and watch you.”

  My mouth dropped open. “Are you serious? Who?”

  Lizzie began reeling off a list of names, including Leah, Belle Martin, Hope, Ruth, Myra Fisher, and several other women. Lizzie’s mother was included. When she finished, she laughed. “Levi said something in church today about needing help, and we actually had more volunteers than we could use.”

  Although that made me feel good, the idea of being watched by others didn’t appeal to me. “Will I ever get another moment alone?” I grumbled.

  “Not many,” Levi said, “because as soon as you’re better, we’re getting married. I don’t intend to let you spend much time alone anymore. You get into too much trouble.”

  “But . . .”

  He waved his hand. “I know. What about your prayer covering? What about your clothes? I don’t care about that, Callie. I love you, and I don’t intend to spend my life without you. This accident woke me up to the fact that I can’t live without you. And I won’t. No matter what that means. If I remain the pastor of Kingdom Mennonite Church, so be it. If not, I’ll be a farmer.”

  Noah laughed. “You’re a lousy farmer.”

  Levi smiled at him. “Then I’ll be the happiest lousy farmer in the world because I’ll be with the woman I love.”

  At that moment, I wanted to jump for joy. Levi wanted to be with me no matter what happened, but would he really be happy if he wasn’t a pastor? I wasn’t so sure.

  “Levi offered to stay with you too,” Lizzie said with a smile.

  “He can’t do that. We’d be right back in the same situation that happened the night of the storm.” I frowned at Levi. “Which reminds me. What’s happened with that?”

  Lizzie and Noah exchanged a look between them that made my stomach turn over.

  “You don’t need to worry about it,” Levi said. “I’m handling it.”

  “The truth is, my father is doing everything he can to cause Levi trouble,” Lizzie said. “But so far, most people aren’t listening to him.”

  “What do you mean most people?” I asked.

  Noah shot Lizzie an unhappy look. “We can talk about this more when you’re feeling better,” he said. “But everything’s fine. Matthew’s tried to get a few people to side with him, but he’s not having much success. It’s obvious to almost everyone that you were both stuck in a situation where you had no other options.”

  “Don’t worry about it,” Levi said. “Really. Everything will be fine.”

  “Okay,” I said slowly. “I hope you three aren’t trying to pacify me.”

  “Noah’s telling you the truth,” Lizzie said. “Your reputation is intact.”

  She seemed sincere, so I let it go. “How’s your back?” I asked Levi.

  He smiled. “It’s just fine. Your nursing skills are exemplary.” He shook his finger at me. “I didn’t realize you’d cut your knees up so much. We found out how bad it was from the doctor. They had to give you stitches.”

  “I totally forgot about my knees. Haven’t even thought to check them.”

  “They’re healing nicely,” Lizzie said. “It’s a miracle you and Levi weren’t killed by flying glass that night.”

  “There have been several miracles lately,” I said. “God has been wonderful, hasn’t He?”

  “So you’re accepting miracles now, are you? My, you are changing.”

  “Yes, I am,” I said, remembering some of the words the woman teacher had said. “I’ve decided that it’s time I face the past head on. I won’t let the past affect my future anymore.”

  Lizzie stood up and came over to the bed. There were tears in her eyes. “I’m very proud of you, sweetie. Very proud indeed.”

  “Thank you, Lizzie. For everything. I don’t know what I would do without you.”

  “Sisters forever, honey.”

  I nodded, unable to say anything over the lump in my throat.

  “Oh, Levi,” Noah said in a high-pitched voice. “If you weren’t in my life, I would just die.”

  “Oh, Brother,” Levi said, grinning. “You are my hero. Brothers forever.”

  “Oh, you two!” Lizzie whirled around and pointed at them. “You’re both incorrigible!”

  I giggled and winced at the same time. “Stop it. Don’t you realize there’s a patient trying to recover here? Laughing hurts!”

  “I’m sorry, Callie,” Levi said. “That wasn’t very nice of us.”

  “Let’s change the subject,” Lizzie said. “For Callie’s sake.” She sat down. “Do you want to talk about your mom now?” Lizzie handed me the coffee she’d gotten from Noah.

  I sighed. “There’s not much to talk about. She was here for only a few minutes. We’re going to get together after I get out of the hospital. We have a lot of things to sort out.”

  “Yeah, like why she abandoned you,” Lizzie said wryly. “I’d like to hear that explanation. There’s nothing in this world that would make me walk away from Charity.”

  Levi cleared his throat. “I don’t think you should judge her too harshly. Sometimes people think they’re doing the right thing at the time. Your mother’s situation was . . . dire. Just give her a chance, Callie.”

  “I’ll try,” I said. “Although I’m not sure anything can justify what she did. In the end, all I can do is forgive her and

  move on.”

  I asked about the town and how we’d fared through the storm. The streets were in pretty good shape, thanks to our farmers and their snowplows. Noah’s truck had been towed back to the house, and he’d been working on it.

  “I’ve got it going, but it will need more work on the engine and extensive body work. Once the snow is gone, I’ll take it to Washington. My insurance will pay for repairs.”

  “I’m opening the restaurant tomorrow,” Lizzie said. “Do you know what time you’re leaving the hospital?”

  “She should be ready to go in the morning.” Lynne had come back into the room. “Can someone pick her up around ten?”

  “Charity and I will be here,” Noah said.

  I looked over at Levi. I’d hoped he would pick me up, but he shook his head.

  “Sorry, Callie,” he said. “But as you pointed out, I think it’s best if we’re not alone together right now. I’m trying to be wise. For both of us.”

  I understood but was still disappointed. “That’s okay. Thanks, Noah. I really appreciate it.”

  “Someone will meet you at the house,” Lizzie said. “I’d be there if I could, but we’ve got to get the restaurant going again. We can’t afford to lose any more business.”

  “I understand,” I said. “That’s no problem.”

  We visited for a while longer, and then they all left. Levi kissed me good-bye and told me he loved me. I was happy to see joy back in his expression. It seemed we were both finding our way out of the dark places we’d been in for a while.

  After they were gone,
I lay in bed and wondered what waited for me when I got out. Somehow, I knew my life had changed, but I had no idea exactly what that meant. Would Levi and I be okay? Could my mother and I find a way to establish a relationship? Was I really willing to let her leave? To lose her forever?

  These questions echoed in my mind like a cacophony of voices all saying something different.

  Chapter / 20

  Noah and Charity picked me up the next morning after my doctor came by to check me out and sign the release papers. Ellery was on duty, and I got the chance to thank her for her excellent care. I asked about Lynne, but she’d gone home. Ellery brought me a note pad and a pen. I wrote a quick note of thanks to the woman who’d impacted me so much.

  Ellery insisted I get into a wheelchair for the trip downstairs to Noah’s truck, and even though I felt a little silly, I was grateful for the ride. With the pills the hospital sent with me, my pain was manageable. A male attendant pushed my chair. When we got downstairs, he helped Noah get me into the truck. It hurt more than I thought it would. As long as I kept my midsection from twisting, I did pretty well. But any movement that aggravated my broken rib brought about a violent reaction. The doctor had tightly bandaged my chest while warning me that the most important thing was for me to stay as still as possible so the rib could mend.

  I was dismayed to see dark clouds in the sky. “Are we supposed to get more snow?” I asked Noah when he got behind the wheel.

  “No, thank goodness. It took some time to dig out from the last storm. Lizzie checked the weather this morning on our radio. Lots of clouds, but no snow predicted. Today anyway.”

  “It’s so dark out. Can’t remember the last time I saw the sun.”

  Noah grinned. “It’s still there. At least that’s what I’ve been told.”

  It was extremely cold, but my cloak kept me warm. I wore the dress I’d come to the hospital in, but I’d tucked my prayer covering in the suitcase Lizzie had packed for me. It wouldn’t have provided any protection against the chilly temperatures anyway. I was relieved to find out that Noah had retrieved my suitcase from the wreck so I would have my own clothes when I got to Lizzie’s. Noah’s old truck warmed up nicely, and the three of us had a pleasant ride home.