Mike Dixon

CHAPTER 27
Rebirth
he rain had stopped but the water in the creek was
T still high. Rebecca watched her father pacing up and
down, contemplating whether they should try to cross the
ford. He was a lay preacher and due to deliver a sermon in
two days. She said the chance of getting to the church on
time was zero.
He muttered something along the lines „God will provide‟.
Normally Rebecca would have said nothing. This time she
exploded.
„God wouldn‟t have to provide if we‟d provided for our-
selves.‟
She grabbed her sketchpad.
„I suppose your sermon will include something about the
sin of taking a mobile on holiday. There‟s probably something
in the Bible about it.‟
Her father tried to speak but she didn‟t give him a chance.
„If we had a mobile, we‟d be able to phone and tell people
we can‟t get back on time. We might even find someone to
tow us out.‟
Rebecca turned and stomped away. She wanted some-
where to draw. Somewhere peaceful, far away from her
preaching father and annoying little brother. David‟s shelter
caught her eye. She walked over and he looked up but made
no attempt to speak.
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