were
children.”
The boys paid close
attention.
She paused. “But you are
no longer children anymore. You’re growing into two very capable
young men.”
Again, both boys
nodded.
“ You can speak, Jason and
Joshua. This is a safe place,” Lena said.
“ Now, you’re here,” the
Deity said, “because things are happening and you want to explore
more of the things about your family that makes it unique. Why
don’t you tell me some of the things that are so
unexplainable?”
I looked at the Deity. She
needed to hear it in their own words, from their own
lips.
I looked at Joshua, who
was, by far, the more outgoing of the two boys and I nodded my
head. “Tell her every freaky story, if she wants to hear them,” I
said, smiling.
“ What should we tell?”
asked Joshua. “There are so many.”
“ How about the top three,
just to start?” the Deity said.
I said, “Remember that
time when we were at Uncle Tommy’s and it was evening and you boys
were about five? You decided to climb as high as you could in that
eucalyptus tree in Tommy’s backyard?”
The Deity then nodded at
the boys after my cue. Then Joshua began to tell his version of a
couple of bizarre stories, starting with that one.
Joshua continued the
story. “You see, I got to the top of the tree, but there was
nowhere to go.”
“ Where were you?” the
Deity said, angling her head at me, though she was blind. I knew
what she was getting at. She knew full well that I could have just
flown up there and grabbed him before he hit the ground.
“ I was in the yard, but it
happened so fast that by the time I they both fell, it was too
late.”
“ Too late?” the Deity
asked the boys, turning her head toward them.
“ My brother, Jason,
climbed the tree as fast as he could and moved his way toward me.
He reached for my hand, but once our hands touched, we both
fell.”
“ Is that what happened? Is
that how you two fell? I never knew that,” I said.
“ You fell? How far?” the
Deity asked.
“ Thirty feet,” Lena said,
as if she was the one who had lived through it.
The Deity looked at the
boys. “Well, you’re here now, and you obviously lived.”
“ I don’t think one of us
would have lived if it wasn’t for the other.”
The Deity said,
“Josiah?”
I explained, “You see,
Jason didn’t have a scratch on him and Joshua was an absolute mess,
coughing up blood. No one knew the extent of his
injuries.”
“ And...” the Deity
asked.
“ I told Jason to heal his
brother.”
“ Jason, what did you do?”
she asked gently.
“ I placed my hands on his
chest and I concentrated on his body being pure and healed
and...”
“ And what?” the Deity
asked. She wanted to hear it from Jason.
“ I healed him.”
“ How did that make you
feel?” the Deity asked. “You were really young. Do you remember how
you felt?”
“ Scared. I was
scared.”
I looked at Jason and had
no idea that he felt that way. He had never told me.
“ What scared you about
healing your brother?” the Deity asked.
“ That so much power was
coming out of me,” Jason said. “I could feel it and I didn’t
understand it.”
“ Do you understand it, now
that you’re twelve?” the Deity asked.
“ I understand it a lot
better. You see, when I heal, I see things in my head. It doesn’t
matter if they’re humans or animals. I can see their lives. I see
what they will become after I heal them.”
I was stunned.
“ Did that happen when you
healed your brother?” the Deity asked, “that you saw his life from
that point forward?”
“ Yes. That was the first
time it happened.”
“ What did you
see?”
I held my breath. Even I
was afraid to ask my son this question.
Jason paused and said, “He
will do great things.”
What did that mean? I
looked at Lena and she looked at me with the same look of puzzled
curiosity—Jason’s cryptic answers were sometimes worse than the
Deity’s.
I decided to speak up. “I
wasn’t sure if