A Child's Heart, page 9

When it came time for breakfast the next morning, Rylen announced that there was barely enough food left for all of them. “What are we going to eat, Justace?” She asked a bit worriedly. “Hmmmmm…” Justace thought for a moment, and then told her, “I think I’ll go up to the house and look around a bit.” “But Justace… there ain’t gonna be any food there!” She said. “It would be spoiled.” Added Wendol. Justace just winked at them and headed towards the house. A bit later, he returned with a rifle. “Look what I found.” He said grinning. “Ever had rabbit?” That day they ate heartily and were extra thankful for their meal when they asked the blessing. When all the chores were done, Rylen had a surprise for them. “I was fixin’ the straw in my room last night, when I came across this…” She pulled over a wooden box and gently lifted the lid, revealing a beautiful old violin. “Tom’s fiddle! You found it!” Justace said excitedly. “I can’t believe it. I remember he used to sit up there and play it.” He carefully took the instrument from Rylen and began tuning it. Rylen glared jokingly at him, pretending to be mad. “Lemme guess…” She said. “You play.” Justace laughed. “Actually…” He replied sheepishly “He taught me how.” Wendol clapped happily. Justace placed the fiddle under his chin and played a lovely little song. Rylen shook her head in disbelief. “Amazing.” She said. That evening, they all said their prayers together. “… And please help me find out what happened to my parents, if it’s Your will. In Jesus’ name, Amen.” As Rylen started to pray for her father, tears began to run down her face. Wendol took her hand and Justace put his arm around her. She buried her face in her hands and sobbed. “I’m sorry.” She said sniffing. “It’s okay.” Justace told her. “You just want your dad to get saved. We all do.” “I know he can be saved, but… it just seems so impossible right now.” “Then you can be glad we have a Savior who can do the impossible.” He said softly. “I won’t stop praying for him.” He reassured her. “I won’t either, Wylen.” Wendol said smiling. Rylen wiped her eyes and a little smile came across her face. “Thank you.” She whispered.