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Afeyna has travelled about the Island of Illunra singing psalms about the power and goodness of God

Afeyna has travelled about the Island of Illunra singing psalms about the power and goodness of God and when she gets to sing before the king it seems like a good opportunity to tell him about the gospel but as she gets the meets the subjects of the king and his wife also it appears that thing may not go well as planned.

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Young Adult Fiction

Psalms

Music

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Publié par	WestBow Press
Date de parution	27 septembre 2022
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781664274334
Langue	English
Poids de l'ouvrage	1 Mo

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Prophetess-
Psalms of the Damsel

CHARLES M STIRLEY

Copyright © 2022 Charles M Stirley.

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Scriptures taken from the Holy Bible, New International Version®, NIV®. Copyright © 1973, 1978, 1984, 2011 by Biblica, Inc.™ Used by permission of Zondervan. All rights reserved worldwide. www.zondervan.com The “NIV” and “New International Version” are trademarks registered in the United States Patent and Trademark Office by Biblica, Inc.®

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Library of Congress Control Number: 2022914058

WestBow Press rev. date: 9/27/2022
Contents
Prologue

Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Prologue
Rephalah stood at the cauldron, cooking her meal. The kitchen hut was the largest of the chief’s other huts. As she cooked, the spicy aroma went up through the thatched roof. As Rephalah cooked her mind wondered for a moment.
“Rephalah,” said Kaleigh, the old maidservant that was helping her cook. “You need to concentrate.”
“I’m sorry, Kaleigh. I just have a lot on my mind.”
“Tell me, Rephalah. What is troubling you?”
“Kaleigh. I have a question: Do you think I’m beautiful?”
“Why of course. You are still an attractive woman.”
“But how attractive do you think I am? You can be honest.”
“I know my eyes are getting dimmer each day, but you still are a beautiful woman.”
Rephalah laughed.
“Kaleigh you, really are going blind. Why do you lie?”
“I … was being honest.”
“But tell me. Would you say that any man would still find me attractive?”
“Rephalah, you seemed very obsessed over this.”
“You did not say yes, so I take it as a no.”
Kaleigh sighed and put her hand on Rephalah’s shoulder.
“Getting older is not easy, is it, Rephalah?”
“No, it’s not. Especially when you have to worry about competing with another woman.”
“Rephalah, believe me, I understand your struggle. It is something that all we women must deal with at some point.”
“But I am not ready to do so, Kaleigh. Not now. What hope do I have now? How can he love me now? There is now a new woman in his life.”
“Rephalah.”
“I don’t want to think about it now! Dinner is almost prepared. Go get my husband.”
Kaleigh was about to go find the chief but he walked into the room. He was a big, hairy, barrel chested man. His long, dark beard covered his chest. He wore a robe of soft material; it was of fairly high quality.
“Did you finish dinner, Rephalah?” he said.
“Yes, milord. It is just about ready.”
“Good. It has a nice aroma.”
The chief went to the cauldron and smelled the stew.
“I cannot wait until dinner time.”
Rephalah smiled.
Well at least, he appreciates my cooking s till.
“I am glad it pleases you.”
“I am so excited, Rephalah. Eleigh just told me she has a special surprise for me. She is going to show it to me during dinner.”
And that just killed the mood. Eleigh! The other woman.
Oh, how I despise hearing that name .
“Rephalah, Kaleigh. Go prepare the supper. We are going to have a feast.”
The king walked off joyfully. Rephalah put down the spoon and simply stood stiff.
“Are you alright, milady,” said Kaleigh.
“No! Not in the slightest. How, Kaleigh! How could he do this to me! How could he take another wife?”
“Come now Rephalah. You’ve been through this before.”
“Yes, but this time, I don’t think I will be able to outlive this one. I just can’t handle this anymore.”
“Rephalah, you must be strong.”
“I am trying but what strength I have is gradually fading.”
Kaleigh held Rephalah’s hand.
“I know you feel as though the gods have not been good to you. But believe me, your fortune can always change.”
“At my age, I am well past the point of hope. Now come on. We have a dinner to prepare.”

Rephalah sat at the table in the dining hall with the chief and Eleigh. It was a medium sized table. The chief sat at the head of the table, and the two women sat across from each other. Rephalah often resisted trying to sit with the other woman but the chief wanted it. There was silence for a while.
“Milord,” said Eleigh. “I have something for you.”
Eleigh got up and called one of her maidservants. The servant came with a large cloak. The chief opened his mouth in oak. The cloak was quite lovely with beautiful blue dye, and the material was soft.
“Eleigh,” said the chief. “Where did you get this?”
“Do not worry about that, milord. Let me put it on you.”
The chief got up and Eleigh with the help of her servant put the cloak on the chief.
“Now you look like a true ruler.”
“Thank you, Eleigh. Truly you are a blessing of the gods.”
The chief gave Eleigh a kiss. Eleigh flashed Rephalah a victorious smile.
“Eleigh,” said the chief. “This is the best gift that you could’ve given me.”
“Well …” said Eleigh. “I wouldn’t say that …”
“What are you saying?”
Eleigh touched her belly.
“You can’t be serious.”
“I am, milord.”
The chief smiled and hugged Eleigh. Rephalah stood stiff as she watched the two hugged.
I cannot believ e it!
“At last!” said the king. “I am going to be a father! Will it be a son?”
“It is possible. Let us hope to the gods that it is so. I know you have wanted one for a long time.”
“Eleigh. Truly you have brought happiness into my life. I could not have asked for more.”
Rephalah looked at the chief’s smile. She thought back to a time when she herself used to make the chief smile like that. She looked at Eleigh. She had a glow on her face.
I remember when I glowed like that.
Rephalah wiped her eyes and stood up.
“I ask your permission to leave, milord.”
“Yes, that is fine,” the chief said nonchalantly.
Rephalah rushed out of the room. Kaleigh followed behind her.

Rephalah was her in room crying. Kaleigh was comforting her.
“Please milady, be strong,” said Kaleigh.
“But how? My own husband no longer loves me. His heart now belongs to someone else.”
“Milady …”
“Kaleigh, I just don’t think I can be here anymore.”
“You want to leave? But you have a good life here!”
“But why stay? That woman is able to give the chief the one thing I could not! And am I becoming old. My beauty has faded.”
“But milady, you are still an attractive woman.”
“Says who? Kaleigh. Can you compare me to that other woman and say that I am more beautiful than her.”
Kaleigh was silent.
“That’s what I thought. What is the point of staying here. It would be far better for me to live in the wilderness of Enel, than to live here.”
“Rephalah. Let’s take a walk. Perhaps a little time alone with help you think about things.”
“Okay,” said Rephalah. “But I want to leave the village for a while.”
“Milady …”
“Just for a while, Kaleigh.”
“But do you think the chief will allow that?”
“He is busy with his new wife. I might as well be dead to him. Let’s go.”
Kaleigh nodded.

The two were at the village gate. The person who was standing guard looked at the two. He was a burly young man.
“Chieftess,” said the guard. “Why are you here.”
“I am just leaving on official business. I will return shortly.”
“Is your husband okay with this,” he said.
“Would I be here if he wasn’t.”
“I-I understand. Pardon my behavior.”
He opened the gate.
“Be safe, chieftess.”
“Thank you.”

Perhaps a little fresh air was all that was needed. The spring air was cool and the quiet allowed one to have plenty of time to think.
“Thank you, Kaleigh for walking with me,” said Rephalah.
“Think nothing of it, milady. I have been with you sense you were born. I will always here for you.”
“Kaleigh,” said Rephalah. “When we are alone you can just call me Rephalah. I told you that.”
“I know,” said Kaleigh. “But in many ways I still see that majestic young lady from so long ago.”
“That time has passed, Kaleigh. I remember, the time when I was loved by those around me. But now that is over. Sure I have some respect as chieftess, but the admiration and attention I once received is no longer there.”
Kaleigh held her master’s’ hands.
“Mila-Rephalah. Moving on is difficult. I understand that this a difficult time for you. Believe me, I have experienced this time as well. But I want you to know that you are not alone.”
Rephalah smiled.
“Thank you, Kaleigh. That means a lot to me.”
Rephalah looked at the village.
“I have had a lot of memories there.”
“Are you really thinking about leaving?”
“It may be for the better. There is no place for me