Sabrina (Big Sky Dreams 2) Read Free Page B

complete move right now."
    Sabrina shook her head ever so slightly, and Callie stopped. "Okay," Callie agreed. "What can I help you carry?"
    "Just that bag," Sabrina said as she pointed, realizing how little of her clothing would fit into the Barshaws' world.
    "All set?" Callie asked, and Sabrina nodded. The two made their way quietly to the buggy. The ride back was quiet as well. However, it didn't last. Sabrina waited only until they were back at the house to open her mouth.
    "What if you're wrong?" the young prostitute asked. "What if God doesn't want me? You can't really speak for Him. No one can."
    "We aren't speaking for Him," Danny explained, "He speaks for Himself in His Word, and that's why we believe He Wants you."
    "Where does it say in your Bible that God wants Sabrina Matthews?"
    Danny went to the kitchen and brought the Bible out. He sat down and turned to the New Testament and began to read. "This is what Romans 5:8 says: 'But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us." Danny stopped and looked at her. "Did you hear yourself in there?"
    Sabrina stared at him, not wanting to answer.
    "Us, we, and us," Danny answered for her. "God's love toward us, while we were sinners, Christ died for us. I can take you to other verses that talk about the fact that He died for all of us in the world. That's why I know that you and I both fit into the we and us."
    19 "You saw where I live," Sabrina said quietly. "I know you mean well, but I don't know how it can be for everyone."
    Danny didn't speak again until he'd turned to the book of John. He had these verses memorized but still read them for her. "Listen to John 3:16 and 17: 'For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved.' The world, Bri," Danny emphasized quietly. "The forgiveness, salvation, and eternal life that God offers is not just for some but for all who believe."
    Sabrina said nothing, and Danny knew he could not press her. He did, however, hand his Bible to her and a small scrap of paper. Sabrina took it without thinking, but she looked surprised.
    "Sometime today I want you to read two different chapters in there. I've written them down for you. I think you need to see the way Jesus deals with women who sin. He never tells them it's all right, but He does offer kindness and forgiveness. Will you read them?"
    "I don't know how to find anything in the Bible," she argued, not sure she could even open the cover and not have God strike her down for such insolence.
    "There is a list of the books at the front," Danny said, fighting a smile. "Find the book and then the chapter. You'll figure it out."
    Danny didn't wait to see what she did. They had been talking in the front parlor, Callie standing at the edge of the room. When Danny turned to leave, his wife went with him.
    Sabrina stared down at the book, her heart pounding. Did this man really know what he was doing? What if he was condemning her to death?
    Well, it will be on his head, Sabrina thought to herself, her eyes glaring at the door where Danny exited. Let him explain to his neighbors and the people at church why there's a dead prostitute in his living room!
    But all this bravado died in a hurry In truth, Sabrina wanted to read the Bible. She'd seen it in Callie's lap during the church service and
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    been fascinated. She sat down on the sofa but only stared at the book on her knees. With heart pounding and hands shaking, she eventually opened it. The list of books was at the front, just as Danny had said. Consulting the small paper, she found John 4 and began to read.
    All time and space fell away as she read the story of a woman. She was a Samaritan woman who was a little way outside the city drawing water from a well. The story said that Jesus, who was