Page 278 - Reason To Sing by Kelita Haverland

Reason To Sing

It’s coming into focus. I see my husband. Yes, it’s him. He’s in
a passionate embrace. But wait, it’s not with me. No, he’s with
another woman. She looks familiar. My breathing stops. The
picture is much clearer now.
Oh God, it’s Lenora!
I bolt up. Blood rushes to my head. NO!! I silently scream.
God, please don’t let it be true.
But my suspicions have been verified. I sit in shock as
the realization sinks in. This is not just a bad dream or a false
premonition or a delusion. It is the truth. I must admit it. I
have been in denial. I don’t want to believe what I’m seeing but
this must be true. Why would God reveal such a picture to me
if it wasn’t?
A memory flashes back. I had come home unexpectedly
and walked into our recording studio to find Lenora giving
Gord a neck rub. She stopped immediately. No one knew what
to say. You could cut the air with a knife. Later Gord made
some lame excuse. I wanted to believe it was innocent. Of
course, I did. Lenora was one of my best friends!
Gradually I pull myself up off my knees and fall into a heap
on the bed. I stare at the ceiling. Clearly this is a confirmation
from God. He’s allowing me to see the truth. I trust in God’s
presence and that He is communicating with me for a reason.
Somehow, I manage to sleep until, at the first sign of light,
my waking toddler needs me. I fetch Keldon from his room
and we enjoy a cozy cuddle in my bed. Thank goodness he has
no idea what’s really going on between his mommy and daddy.
“Today is the day, Keldon.” I kiss his forehead gently. “Soon
Daddy will be flying back to Canada on the big airplane.”
The night has granted me just enough rest to refill my
empty tank. But as I think about what lies before me, I want
nothing more than to stay right here and sleep forever.

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