The voice in me

Chapter 2

It was barely just after midnight, an unknown caller woke up Ruth, who had just had it for the week already. She hesitated to answer,  part of her could sense that something was not right. With a sleepy voice she answered the call, her stomach already turning.

Tears rolled down her cheeks, as the news of her daughters death was been delivered. She couldn’t believe it. It couldn’t be true , she had just lost her husband and now  their only daughter too. What ever game, life was pulling at her, it was set to drown her in endless pain, misery and loss.

‘Miss Kooper, are you on the line? Can you hear me, please? I said this is the Officer Martin of Suncity,  we have found a body of a young lady, whom we can’t identify at the moment, but your contact was found as one of the most frequently used saved as Ruth Kooper, we kindly ask that you may come and help us identify the body.” There was a long pause, followed by an outburst of a deeply troubled soul. The officer could tell that this Ruth Kooper might be more than just a frequent contact. “Please don’t tell me it’s my Tasha.  My only child.  The only person am left with in this world. My reason of being alive can’t be gone. NOOOOOOOO!”

An ambulance stood by the gate, neighbors watching from the side walks , some crying, some just sad for the old lady. Had it not been for the garbage guy who usually had a little chat with Martha for the past 6 years each time he came around, no one would have known that Martha was no more.  It had been 3 days already and the stench was so bad that the police and the people helping out had to wear masks.

“The old lady seem to have been staying by her self. Have been trying all the numbers listed on her next of Kin. No one is answering.  I wonder what she could have done to be abandoned by everyone like that.”, Lucy, the sister in charge at Central state hospital, where Matha’s body had been sent to. “Looks like it will be up to us either to cremate or burry,  we don’t have space right now. The police keep on piling these dead bodies here” , overworked and frustrated Mitchell responded. “If only the system worked efficiently, we wouldn’t be having all these problems.”Lucy concluded as she went with the filled in docucemts for Martha ,ready to send off the body to the mortuary department.

It had been 3 days and Ruth was still in disbelief.  Her only daughter was gone.  Felt like her life was gone. If only she had been more stern with her and stopped her from being too wild, she could still be with her , alive. If only she had been a better mother. Maybe of she had allowed her to go in the morning rather than forcing her to go to church with her, all this couldn’t have happened. life in itself had lost all meaning, she had failed it all.

“Michael , its time to set our plans in motion. Let them know that, I, the ‘Holy one’ am Sovereign. I am clothed with mercy, justice and  love.  The broken hearted do I seek to heal, the weak to strengthen,  the lost, found and the impossible, possible.”  A great thunder shook the heavens. A might roar that awakend a great army. As the words were being spoken, so was life starting to flow towards mankind which was just but a pile of dry bones.

Turning point

Chapter 1

“As we start the week, may the peace of God be with you, the light of His word guide you and the love of God lead you. Amen.” Those were the last remarks of the bishop as he stepped down the podium. The congregation roared “Amen” and  all rushed to finally leave the parish. It was a rather a sad site, everyone eager to go back to their own business.

Michael finally broke the silence,”Who do they think they are fooling?  Every Sunday they gather in this place but hearts  faraway. Many don’t even know you and don’t even enjoy being in this place. They do not honor you with thier lives. You you still wish to withhold your anger? Clearly they don’t deserve any mercy .”With a heart full love and grace,yet grieved to the core,the Holy one responded “it saddens my heart that non search for me in earnest, but yet again love never fails.  The sacrifice made on the cross will not go in vain,  a time will come ,just be patient.”

The heavenly courts were silent, as all watched in utter dismay at how wicked mankind had decided to be. Turned their hearts from the creator,  rejected the Holy one yet their lives were in misery.

Tasha quietly made her way out of the perish. She couldn’t wait to get out of this place. Had it been her choice ,she could have gone with all her friends to the lake have some fun before the school term began.

‘Tasha, remember today we will go to Sister Martha’s house. She hasn’t been feeling well lately and could need some company ” that was Ruth, Tasha’s mom, as gentle asshe could be, knowing clearly that her daughter was going to recieve the news with such range. “But mom I need to get to Suncity this afternoon, and you know how much this means to me. Please give me a break and let me live my life, atleast just this once” she fumed.  “You can always catch up on other times. I know you and your friends are always planning these outings every now and then.  But sister Martha is in need of our prayers.” “Very well then I will pray for her on my way, Bye mom , don’t wait up for me , I will be late.” With that She was gone.

Ruth drawing back a few tears, she turned to other ladies hoping to find back her composure and focus on only that which she could control. As for her daughter, she had clearly failed. She still had to go see sister Martha, the only woman who stood by them when she lost her husband last summer.  Though church was supposed to be a place to find support, ‘Christ For All’ was just one cold place filled with people who only cared about their money, status, and self. Sister Martha despite all this was just a sweet soul who always had a heart for others. Ruth had met this lady only a few times but the love she had shown during her season of mourning was rare and touched her heart deeply. She really wanted to be there for her as well in her moment of need. But just as she started her car, a call from work came in. The story ended in her stuck up with work the rest of the afternoon right into the evening hours.  Tired and drained she forgot all about Sister Martha.

Martha had been diagnosed with breast cancer some months back.  She wasn’t winning the fight and doctors had told her it was just a matter of time. This particular Sunday, she sat in her cold empty home ,wondering if her life was worth it . All the 57 yrs of her life flashed before her teary eyes. The never ending argony did not make it any better. She had tried to be the better person in every situation life had thrown at her. But in the end, her children left her, her husband had gone off with a younger woman.  All her savings had been used up in fighting the dreadful disease. It had been 3 months since she last set foot in her church, yet not a single soul had visited her. Was it all worth it. Was it really? She took her last breath and gave it all up.

Tasha had decided to hike  since her mom was not going to allow her to have the car and the bus would take longer. She found herself in a red twin cab with the most jolly person she had ever met.  He was kind, easy going with a great sense of humor.  Just 20km away from Suncity,  Tom  the jolly guy, decided to overtake the overloaded truck that they had been trailing the past 5 minutes . After all the road ahead was clear enough. An old lady driving her SUV coming from a blind fold suddenly appeared in front of them . Tom quickly swaved off the road . Everything happened so fast. Tom lost control of the vehicle, the brakes failed and they headed straight towards an old ork tree that claimed the life of miss Little Tasha.

Tasha couldn’t recall the events . She woke up in a very bright room. With her was Martha. 

They stared at each other. Neither one knowing where they were or what had happened.  Both hoping that it’s just a nightmare that will end soon.

Will be posting short story series. They have a message. Hope you will get something out of it.

Happy reading. 😊