Rosalind Solomon

Su Voluntad Es Mia. Rosalind Solomon

Epilogue"Sarah! Sarah! Let go of my hand. I must go for you to be reborn," the voice of Sarah's mother, Martha, was ever so soft even as she lay in her death bed. Sarah stared teary eyes at her mother. "God heals, mama...""Yes, baby He does, but I have made my peace with this illness" Martha watch as Sarah shakes her head in disagreement. "you saw this we prayed, but still......... Sarah look at me," Sarah turned to look at her mother with questioning eyes. "God's will..." she said, encouraging Sarah to quote their usual line with her. "Sarah?""God's will is my will," they both say. Sarah watched her mum until her eyes drifted. Late that night, sometime around three in the morning. "Sarah!" she heard a sharp but familiar voice, "yes," she answered from her sleep. "yes, Lord, I am here.""Look!" In that minute, her eyes opened wide, behold it was ethereal. A man in a shining garment was seating by her mother. Her heart leaped, for she thought he had been sent to heal her mother. But the man knew her heart because the man was from God. He looked straight at her; her eyes snapped shut from the blinding light. "look!" she opened them once more.