Happy Friday, everyone! Kids here have been on spring break, which has meant lots of playdates and lots of fun outside (even though the thermometer apparently doesn't know about the holiday). The other exciting news is I sent my manuscript for Unplanned for its last stage of proof-reading.
In the following snippet from Chapter 13 (in honor of March 13th), Kennedy reflects on growing up with a house full of Secret Seminary students, North Koreans who escaped to China and plan to return home as underground missionaries. Hannah, the girl she mentions, is one of the Secret Seminary students her parents trained. (She is also the protagonist in my most recently published novel, Torn Asunder.)
Why was she always so focused on her own needs, anyway? Why can’t you be more like Hannah? She could almost hear her mother’s accusing voice. Kennedy’s mom spent hours each day with the Secret Seminary students, training, teaching, praying. Hannah would come home from school and her mother would look shocked, surprised so much time had passed, surprised her own daughter was home and already interrupting their meeting.
Kennedy still spent time with her mom in Yanji, but it wasn’t the same. It was always at night after her homework was done. Her mom would invite her to eat chocolate and watch old black and white movies in the bedroom. Kennedy wasn’t part of the Secret Seminary, so nobody expected her to spend an hour on her knees praying. Nobody expected her to copy Scripture every day or memorize huge chunks of the Bible. Even when the North Korean students fasted, her mom still got up and fixed Kennedy breakfast each morning and gave her enough money to buy her lunch at school.
Why can’t you be more like Hannah?
Kennedy gritted her teeth. She wasn’t Hannah, and frankly, she didn’t want to be. Why couldn’t she be herself? She loved God. She prayed during the day and almost never ate a meal without thanking him for it first. So what was she missing? Why did it feel like she was never going to meet anybody’s expectations?
Random Fact: My husband and I both went on short-term mission trips to Russia the summer before we met. We actually ate lunch at the same food court in Moscow on the same day about four months before met.
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