Around 9pm last night I got a call from Naeemah. She had just spoken to Rebecca. After my mother picked Rebecca up from work and she had gotten in the car, Rebecca felt sick to her stomach at the thought of going home again. SHE TOLD HER SHE WAS LEAVING!!! She told her everything! The problem comes after the confession. We had no plan in place for another 3 weeks. Naeemah was even able to speak to my mother who told her that she had never told Rebecca she couldn't visit or speak to her over the phone (LIE!!!). My mother said that she would not stop Rebecca from leaving (I can hear you all laughing out load now!). I tried calling her and, of course, no one picked up. Naeemah was able to talk to Rebecca a second time...and the snake showed her skin! All the sudden Rebecca wasn't sure she wanted to leave and that she needed to find the "christian" way to leave. Naeemah could hear my mother saying these things in the background. My mother had started a "prayer chain" when they had gotten home asking people to pray because Rebecca was thinking about leaving. What trash! We tried calling until about 11pm last night and no answer. Rebecca is home all day alone with my mother. She still is not or is not allowed to pick up the phone today.
I don't know what to think here. I don't think Rebecca thought this through. I am not sure what she thought would happen after she told my mother these things. I am trying to put myself in Rebecca's shoes. Does she feel better that there is no more sneaking? My mother knows she has been talking to both of her sisters...no chance of surprise there. Will this make my mother "play nice" for a little while? Probably not! I am just having trouble processing all of this. I believe that this is a crossroads in Rebecca's life. We all get these sort of "chances" in our lives. We are faced with two roads...one that leads to comfort which is continuing down the same path that we've been on...the path of survival where we can continue to live to make it to the end of the day...where are survival skills can be used daily or we can choose the other path. The other path is unknown and unfamiliar. The other path we will force ourselves to stare into the pain and the past and take responsibility for who we've become. The other path is rough and ragged but only because we can't see the end from the beginning. The end of a path is a whole heart, the love of friends and family...true love, healed wounds, laughter. The end of the path is a life and a longing for the eternal life we've been promised. We can't see these things when the path is thick with turmoil. My sister needs to trust before she can choose the right path.
I need to speak to my sister. I need to hear her voice to know where she is in this "process". I need to tell her that everything will be okay. I think she is afraid of God...but not in the good, loving way that God meant for her. Ladies, help me out with some scripture. I think telling my mother was the nest version of the "christian way" to leave...but of course, because it didn't have the end my mother desired, it has been perverted into sin of some kind. Help me out ladies, show me God, show me the next move to make. Show me the map you've laid out for my sister!
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