THE WARM ARMS OF LOVE

Over the years, many people's support, was on what was needed. As individuals, there are so many things we want out of Life.

Like in the case of Reverend Ezekiel Freeman also called Zeke. He was a man that lived his life on the basis that "Life is story, we determine the story we want to write about it".

On a faithful morning he felt a sense of urgency that someone needed help after having breakfast with Marianne and Joshua. As he step out of his house, he crossed the old river road to a place that was deserted.

 He heard a soft mewling mingled with the sounds of the river. he searched the shadows, with his heart pounding. He spotted some footprints, which he followed across the sand to the gravel beneath the bridge.

 As he continued moving, he heard it again, but this time the sound was weaker. He hunkered down and picked up what looked like a discarded sweater. As he lifted it up, it was a baby girl rapped all though, then he wondered if he was late.

He was confused. Later decided to take the baby home because he believed it was God who directed him to that path.

 Marianne Freeman was Zeke's helpmate. A wonderful wife and a loving mother from the farm days of Iowa, who was being told that she will make a good Foster parent.

 After the first 3( three) 🌃 nights, Zeke started to worry because Marianne was up every 2 hours, feeding the baby. He knew she had health issues but she couldn't have been more happier.

Marianne always cradled the baby in her arms and feed her a bottle of warm milk. "She needs a real name" Marianne will always say to herself. A name full of promises and hope. 

Zeke called her "Abra" Mother Of Nations. Marianne set the empty bottle aside and raised the baby to her shoulder. She said to Zeke that there's need to save up money and add another bedroom because Abra will not remain being a child. 

Marianne was always exhausted and Zeke gave her a perfect solution, which was to send Abra back, but she resisted saying "she wasn't giving up on Abra"

At some point, Zeke felt he didn't do the right thing by bringing baby Abra to his house. He was confused. "Did he misunderstand what God was trying to tell him"?. "Did he allow Marianne to sway him in keeping Abra when God had another plan for Abra"?. Questions kept popping up.

As Zeke went for his normal morning cry, Abra sneaked into Marianne room, where she confessed her fears to Marianne of being scared. 

When he got home, "Marianne?" Zeke called out, straightening, he turned on the light. Her name came out then in the hoarse cry as he flipped away the covers and lifted her.

 Marianne hung in Zeke's arm like a lump Ray doll, her mouth and eyes were open. Zeke sat on the bed, rocking her back and forth as he sobbed. "Did he cause his wife's death?" It was difficult to say goodbye to someone he cherished so much, even when he knew he was going to see her again. His heart ached for her presence.

Zeke and Marianne usually talk every morning in the kitchen before the children got up and he needed to talk to her now. He needed to tell her that, after her funeral, he gave Abra out, staying only with Joshua. Yes, he was selfish but he was sorry because, he allowed her talk him into talking Abra, even when he knew, she wanted a girl child and adopting Abra was out of the question because of her health condition.

 Peter and Priscilla Matthew fitted into Zeke's description of a good Foster parents; "wife not dead" and "husband, not being called in the middle of the night for prayers". They had a daughter, "Penny", who took Abra as her sister but on a long run made the house a living hell for Abra. She would always want to meet her absolute gorgeous 😍 guy. She will murder Abra, if she gets to find out that she had a crush on her lifeguard.

Joshua sat in front pew, where Abra sat beside him. When she stood up to leave, he saw something indefinable and intoxicating in her eyes. He felt a restlessness in his soul, a yearning he couldn't define. He'd loved her as far back as he could remember and who he watched grow into an exotic beauty. She wasn't a kid. The future seems so uncertain to him. He wasn't going to let go of her no matter what, although he was going to Korea for war but he still struggled not to break his promise. He was a man of peace, that was deeply scared by his experiences in Korea war.

Abra was only twenty one. Abra cried all afternoon. Zeke didn't want her anymore because it was her fault that Marianne had died.

She ran out of the house to an unknown town, because she thought she wasn't just enough. She met different people. She had never seen a young man more stunningly handsome as Franklin, who gave her a gaze, and her whole body went hot, and breath caught in her throat with warm pressure all the way down to her toes. Her heart drummed, her body hummed.

Franklin who asked her what she wanted and her reply was, "she just wanted to be somebody". He changed her name from Abra to Lena Scott. As time went on, she became the hottest rising 🌟 star to hit the silver screen.

Joshua and Abra ended up in the same town ( Dulce). When Joshua saw Abra, she wrapped her hands around his neck, pressed herself fully against him. He drew in a sharp breath, cutting off guard by the shock of sensations coursing through his body. It was a right timing for Joshua to tell Abra how he felt about her.

On there wedding night, Abra reminded herself how well she knew him. He was the boy she'd played with, the teen who'd teased her, the friend who'd driven her around town and treated her to hamburgers, fries and chocolate milk shades. This was Joshua, the man she loved. Joshua, the husband who was about to become her lover. He placed her on the bed and made a Deep Trust Love to her ❤.

Abra discovered that running away from home was a mistake and that fame comes at a devastating price. All she wanted now was finding her way back home.

For Zeke, Abra will always be the little girl who stole his heart that morning, a wailing newborn, abandoned under a bridge on the outskirts of Haven..

SOURCE: BRIDGE TO HAVEN.