The War Within Page #7

Dusty,

where are you?

[dog pant]

Dusty! Dusty!

l love you so much!

What do you have?

(Lauren) We have

a new student today,

and she's all the way

from Ohio aren't you?

ls there something

wrong, Mrs. Sinclair?

No, nothing.

You can go to library

with Miss Fisher.

Wait.

Can l borrow that?

''She went on a trip to see

what she could find

and her little baby lamb

followed her close behind.''

That's like you

and me, Mommy.

You're the mommy sheep

and l'm the baby lamb.

''But one sheep loved the

world and just wanted to play.

'' So she stopped following

the good Shepherd

and just wandered away. ''

He always put me first.

Why don't you come to

church with me and Daddy?

Oh... Remember Ellie,

we've talked about this.

Sundays are my day

to get my work done

so that when you come home

we can play together.

Ok.

''The lamb's mother

bowed her head and cried.

''She was sorry for

not staying close

to the good

Shepherd's side.''

Ellie, when you do

something wrong,

you should always say

that ''you're sorry.''

Ok?

Daddy said

that's called sin,

so l told Jesus that l was

sorry for my sins.

Have you done

that Mommy?

[music]

Amy.

[music]

Michael.

l got you.

l love you so much.

l thought you'd left.

l'm right here.

l'm right here.

l love you.

l love you too.

[music]

ln the past

year and a half,

l've experienced the

darkest hours of my life.

l searched for answers

but found only questions.

l concluded that the Creator

of this universe

was at war with me.

That is, until recently.

l realize now that l was

only at war with myself.

And as a result, l ended up

hurting the one's

l loved the most.

At the moment that l was

throwing in the towel,

this same Creator that

l'd been at odds with

sent me my friend, Ray.

Ray did what he's always done,;

speak truth into my life.

That truth... that this

is not our home.

That this Creator, my Savior

and Lord is everything.

Ray taught me so many things

about living and dying,

and l know that right now my

little girl and my Savior

are making Ray feel welcome

because he is finally home.

The artist is

deep in thought.

Just tweaking my speech

for the funeral.

Are you ok?

l'm just going

to miss him.

Me too.

Are you ready?

Yeah.

What?

Don't forget.

l love you too,

Sweetheart.

[music]

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