A Light in the Window

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Chapter 6


“So what did you think of the soup kitchen?” Dr. Pierce asked when he came to visit me.

“I don’t remember when I have felt happier! Can I please go again?”

“What was it that made you happy?”

“First, I got to leave Sarah’s House. I got to get away from Mallory and Trisha and everything that reminds me that I will probably always be an orphan. Second, I met a girl named Sage and even though we just met, she is probably the closest thing I will ever have to a real friend. Third, I felt really good helping others in need.”

“So you felt happy when you got back?”

“Normally at night I am irritated with Mallory and Trisha because they keep giggling. Then, I reflect on how awful the day was and feel even more depressed. Soon after that, the light comes on next door and I imagine that I live next door with the girl I keep seeing.”

“So you are imaging a happier life for yourself? What do these dreams include?”

“They aren’t anything serious,” I said, hoping Dr. Pierce wouldn’t think that I was crazy. “I just need a chance to escape this life. I only imagine these stories at night.”

“I think you need to get out of this house more often. Is there anything you want to try?”

“I have never had a chance to explore any interests. My whole life has pretty much included school and chores.”

“Haven’t you read or heard about something that you thought was fun?”

“Well, I used to like it when the music instructor would come once a week. I don’t get to do that anymore because I am older.”

“My wife belongs to a church choir. Is that something that sounds fun?”

“I’m not sure about the whole church thing.” I had never gone to church. Sarah’s House had never pushed religion on us but from what I know about God, I am having trouble understanding why a God who supposedly loves could put me in Sarah’s House with no hope of ever being adopted.

“How about if we go to the soup kitchen tomorrow night? And if you are still interested in the church choir, you can let me know. That meets the night after tomorrow.”


“So are classes going better?”

“Mrs. McGuire had me move to the front of the room so that I wouldn’t be anywhere near Mallory. I think she also wants to be able to watch me to make sure I don’t try to steal sharp things.”

“So has Mallory said anything at all to you lately?”

“She has tried but I am just ignoring her. I am feeling much better after going to the soup kitchen that I don’t let her words bring me down. I am not letting her have the satisfaction.”

“That’s good to hear. Well, have a good night, Sidney. I will see you tomorrow.”

“See you tomorrow, Dr. Pierce.”

Once Dr. Pierce left, I looked out the window. The light was on in the windows. I still wished that the girl was my sister but it did no good to dwell on my fantasies that will never come true.


Chapter 7


“How’s it going, Sidney?” Sage asked when I arrived at the soup kitchen.

“I’m good,” I replied. “Coming here makes me happy. How are you doing?”

“I’m also good. I aced my biology test. I am pretty excited.”

We pulled on our gloves and took our positions. This time, I was serving green beans and Sage was serving peaches.

The people started coming and we were busy serving. Once the people thinned out though, Sage asked if I would mind serving fruit and vegetables.

“Where are you going?” I asked.

“I’m just going to go talk to some people.”

I wondered what Sage had in common with these people.

Sage went and took a seat at the table closest to the serving line.

“How’s it going?” Sage asked.

“Same old, same old,” a woman answered. “Why don’t you tell us about your life? It is probably happier than ours.” I could tell the woman felt no resentment towards Sage for being better off. She was just stating things the way they were.

“Life will get better,” Sage said. “You just need to trust God.”

“How can I trust God when I am living in the park?” a man asked.

“Believe it or not, Earth is not the happiest place of all time,” Sage said.

“You can say that again,” the main said and there was a murmur of agreement from everyone at the table.

“So what is the happiest place?” someone asked.

“Heaven is the happiest place,” Sage answered. “In Heaven, there will be no more sorrow, no more pain.”

“Yeah, well there is a reason why I am living on the street,” someone said. “I was an alcoholic. My family eventually gave up on me. I think I have sinned too much to go to Heaven.”

“For all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God,” Sage said. It almost sounded like she was reciting this saying from somewhere. “The wage of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.”

“So are you saying that we are all sinners so none of us can live in Heaven?” someone asked.

“Exactly. But it gets better.”

“Sounds like there really is no hope,” another person said.

“But God demonstrates His own love towards us, in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.”

“So then we all get to go to Heaven?” a woman asked.

“If you confess with your mouth Jesus as Lord, and believe in your heart that God raised Him from the dead, you will be saved. For everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.”

“What exactly does that mean?” someone asked.

What does that mean? I thought eagerly. I had never given much thought to what would happen after my time on Earth was finished. What Sage was saying kind of scared me. If there really was a Heaven, I wanted to go.

A large family came through the line, talking loudly. I couldn’t hear what Sage said next. By the time the family went through, Sage claimed that she needed to leave. I had really wanted to ask her some questions.

“Is everything all right, Sidney?” Dr. Pierce asked on the way back to Sarah’s House.

I could ask Dr. Pierce. His wife was part of the church choir. She should know. Then again, I would wait and see if I could talk to Sage. She was really good with those people at the soup kitchen. She could probably do a good job answering my questions.

“I was just thinking,” I told Dr. Pierce.

“Are you still interested in going to choir practice tomorrow?” Dr. Pierce asked as he pulled up in front of the House.

“Yes. Thanks so much for taking me tonight. I will see you tomorrow.”

I rushed up to my room. For the first time in my life, I needed to pray.

“Dear God, please let me talk to Sage again. She has some information that I need. This information could greatly affect my future. Amen.”


Chapter 8


The next night, Mrs. Pierce picked me up to take me to choir practice.

“This is Mr. Adams, the music director,” she said when we arrived. “Mr. Adams, this is Sidney.”

“We’re glad to have you here, Sidney. Do you know what part you sing?”

I had always dreamed of being a soprano singer and singing those loud, high notes. Since I hadn’t taken a music class since I was little, I had no idea what I sang.

“I’m sorry; I don’t.”

“It’s no problem. Come over here and we will find out.

He led me over to the piano.

“Now, I am going to play a couple notes and I want you to sing along.” He demonstrated by playing and singing ‘la.’

“La, la, la, la,” I sang. “La, la, la, la.”

I felt a little embarrassed to be singing all by myself. Thankfully, people were still talking to each other and ignoring me.

Finally, Mr. Adams stopped playing. “I am going to have you sing soprano. Why don’t you sit next to Sage? She is about your age.”

I looked over and saw Sage, the girl from the soup kitchen. This was an answer to my prayers. Maybe I could talk to Sage after practice.

“I had no idea you sang,” Sage said when I went over to her.

“This is my first time,” I admitted.

“Well, I could hear you when you were singing for Mr. Adams. You sounded good.”

“Thanks.” I was a little embarrassed.

“All right, everyone!” Mr. Adams called. “It’s time to get started.

Everyone started taking their seats and Mr. Adams passed out the music. All the songs were unfamiliar to me.

Mr. Adams had everyone warm up by singing similar scales to what I had sang for him to determine what part I should sing.

“Let’s sing through Be Thou My Vision,” Mr. Adams said when we were done warming up.

Everyone knew the song except me. Thankfully, the song had several verses and I was able to pick up the tune quickly.

After that, Mr. Adams had us work on a song called You Raise Me Up. Again, everyone seemed to know the song except me. I really liked the song. It was very encouraging to know that God would raise me up on those bad days.

The last song we sang was a new one for everybody. It was called When You Believe.

“Sopranos, let’s have you sing through it,” Mr. Adams said.

“Many nights we’ve prayed, with no proof anyone could hear. In our hearts, a hopeful song we barely understood. Now we are not afraid, although we know there is much to fear. We were moving mountains long before we knew we could. There can be miracles, when you believe. Though hope is frail, it’s hard to kill. Who knows what miracles you can achieve when you believe. Somehow you will, you will, when you believe.”

Mr. Adams had up stop at the end of the chorus so that he could work with the other parts.

I really liked that song and the others we had sung. They gave me hope and encouragement. I also really liked singing.

“I will see you next week,” Mr. Adams said after we had all sang through the first part of the song together.

“Do you have a minute?” I asked Sage.

“Of course. What can I do for you?”

“Well, I heard you talking last night at the soup kitchen. I know it was rude to eavesdrop but you were having a very interesting conversation. Unfortunately, I didn’t get to hear the end of it.”

“Where exactly did I lose you?” Sage asked.

“Well, you were saying that everyone who sins would not go to Heaven. Then, you said that there was hope. You said something about how you need to confess with your mouth Jesus as Lord.”

“If you confess with your mouth Jesus as Lord and believe in your heart that God raised Him for the dead, you will be saved.”

“So all we have to do to go to Heaven is believe? Everyone can be saved?”

“For everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved. Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels or demons, neither the present or future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”

“It seems so easy,” I commented. “We try to make it harder by saying that we need to be good or perfect.”

“We do.”

“So how do I show that I believe?” I asked.

“Live your life for God. Accept the forgiveness that He gave you for your sins.”

“I believe,” I said. “I want God in my life. I want everything I do to be for Him.”

“Then let’s pray!” Sage said excitedly.

I bowed my head and folded my hands.

“Lord,” she prayed, “I thank You for Sidney and her decision to accept Your love. I pray that You will help her live her life for You. Amen.”

“Amen,” I repeated.

“Have you ever been to church?” Sage asked. “Have you ever heard of baptism?”

“I live at Sarah’s House,” I reminded her. “They don’t take us to church.”

“I live right next to Sarah’s House,” Sage said. “You should come to church with me.”

Suddenly, I knew where I had seen Sage before! Sage was Janessa. My cheeks flushed in embarrassment as I thought of my dreams.

“What’s wrong?” Sage asked.

“I can see your light through my bedroom window. I used to pretend that you were my sister.”

“I always wished my parents would adopt a sister for me at Sarah’s House.”

“You could always have me,” I joked.

“I wish,” Sage said with a laugh. “I really need to get going though. Congratulations on your decision. I will talk to you more about baptism the next time I see you.”

Next time? That meant we were definitely going to see each other again!


Chapter 9


I had seen the light in the window again last night. It was kind of reassuring knowing that Sage lived next door. It was better having a real friend than an imaginary sister.

“Mrs. McGuire,” the secretary said over the intercom, “could you please send Sidney to the office?”

“She is on her way,” Mrs. McGuire replied with a look at me.

Was I in trouble? I didn’t think I had done anything wrong. I was just ignoring Mallory and she was starting to leave me alone.

“Lord,” I prayed silently, “please be with me. Let everything be ok. Amen.”

I pushed open the office door.

“Go on in to Mrs. Orion’s office,” the secretary said.

I had to be in serious trouble if I was being sent to the headmistress!

I pushed open the door and was surprised to find Mrs. Orion, Sage, and two people that were probably her mom and dad.

“Hi, Sidney!” Sage said.

“What is going on?” I asked.

“Take a seat, Sidney,” Mrs. Orion said.

Had I done something to make the Brachterras mad?

“Sage has told me that you two are friends,” Mrs. Orion began. “And this is her mom and dad.”

“Hi,” I said nervously as I shook their hands. I had no idea what was going on.

“Sidney, Mr. and Mrs. Brachterra want to adopt you,” Mrs. Orion said.

“Are you sure you want me?” I asked incredulously. “You know, I have depression.”

“One in ten people will suffer depression sometime in their life,” Mrs. Brachterra said matter-of-factly.

“There are verses in the Bible that may point out some of God’s people suffered from depression,” Sage said.

“Really?” I asked. I would never have imagined a person so close to God suffering from depression.

“Nobody is perfect, Sidney,” Sage said. “You were created by God though. You are perfect just the way you are.”

“Why me?” I asked. I still couldn’t believe it. I had given up hope of adoption years ago.

“Sage told us about meeting you,” Mr. Brachterra said. “She has always wanted a sister and talked to us last night about adopting you.”

Sage gave me a little smile.

“So are you ready to go home and become my sister?” Sage asked.

“Let’s go!” I said eagerly.


Chapter 10


“This is where you will sleep,” Sage said as she led me upstairs.

The room had changed since the last time I had looked through the window at Sarah’s House. Now, there was two of everything in the room.

I could see my old room from the window. I wondered if anyone else would move into it.

“Are you glad to be away from that place?” Sage asked when she noticed where I was looking.

“Yeah. I mean, Sarah’s House wasn’t terrible, but I guess I always thought of it as a temporary home. I never imagined that I would be spending sixteen years there.”

“Did you ever give up hope?”

“A long time ago.”

“At what age do people there give up hope?”

“I think it is different for everyone. I remember when I was ten and the only other girl my age was adopted. I remember going to bed and crying. I thought something was wrong with me.”

“Well, life is going to be an adjustment, Sidney. I mean, you are going to start going to a real school. There is a whole different life outside the walls of Sarah’s House.”

“I know that I will be able to handle it. I have God to help me now.”

“I never told you about baptism, did I?”

“You had to leave. You promised you would tell me the next time we saw each other.”

“Well, this is the next time!”

“So what is baptism?” I asked.

“When a person is baptized, their sins are symbolically washed away. This includes all sins, past and future. When a person is baptized, they are completely immersed under water. Baptism happens after a person gives their life to Christ. Baptism can be considered the final step or final decision.”

“Well, I am now a Christian. I am ready for the final step. When can I be baptized?”

“Well, you are going to start going to church and youth group with me. You can do it then when you are surrounded by people from the church or you can do it in private. You also don’t have to be baptized by a pastor. Anyone can do it.”

“Would you be willing to baptize me? You were the one that taught me everything I know.”

“Of course I will. I hope you realize that there is a lot more to learn.”

“I know that.”

“Well, I got you something to help you with your walk with faith.” Sage handed me a wrapped package.

I slowly tore off the paper to find a maroon Bible.”

“Thanks, Sage!” I gave her a big hug.

“I know that everything in there will probably be new to you, so it also comes with a free tutor.”

“Thanks, Sage.”

“Thanks for being my sister, Sidney.”

I couldn’t help it. I hugged Sage again.




The next few days were a whirlwind for me as I started school. That’s why I was thankful when the weekend rolled around. I was also eager to be baptized in church on Sunday.

“Sidney,” Sage said as we stood in front of the church, “I have a question for you. Do you accept the forgiveness given to you through the death of Jesus Christ?”

“I do,” I answered.

We left to go change into shorts and t-shirts while the rest of the church sang another song.

Once we were changed, we waited for the song to end. Then, we went down a couple of stairs into the tub of water located at the front of the church.

Sage dunked me under the water and then brought me back up. I wrapped my arms around her in a wet, tight, hug.

I had never felt happier. I mean, sure, I still have depression. But I now have God and sister to help me through the rough times.


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