Thread: Silent Prayers (Attn: Any) Dec 1, 2009

Sister Sophia watches the other woman quietly from the shadows as Angelique prays. She waits until she is finished before coming forward to sit on the same pew as her only making sure to maintain her distance. "I'm sorry to interrupt but I heard you praying and wondered if you'd like someone to hear your concerns or at the very least pray with you." Her smile is one of honest caring as she addresses her.

She looks up at Sister Sophia, a little surprised. When she realizes who it is she nods.

"I would appreciate that Sister."

She moves over on the pew so that Sister Sophia can sit with her. She looks around to see if there are mortal ears around.

"I am worried about this upcoming war. Three of our kind that I care deeply for are all in danger because they are going to fight. One is a childer of mine, the other two are men that I care for deeply."

Sitting down next to Angelique, Sophia listens silently as she voices her concern before speaking in French. "I understand and share your concern my child. I know I haven't been in this city very long but I too fear the coming loss that the city is going to face. And there are those I care for that may have to fight." She grows thoughtful and quiet for a moment, looking away to the altar at the front of the church. After a few long moments she turns back to face the other woman. "But we must have faith in both the strengths of those we care for and in God during this war."

She replies in French

"Faith is something that I've lost along the way Sister. You know my profession, it is hard to have faith when you are a courtesean."

A worried frown spreads across Sophia's face as Angelique speaks. ((Still in French)) "That saddens me for if you do not have faith in something then what is the reason for continuing your existence in this world? God still loves you no matter the path you have chosen. I think that now in these times you should at least consider trying to find your faith again. Is that what brings you here tonight?"

((Still speaking in French))

"God loves me? Then why am I here? If God loved me I would not be this hollow shell. I would not be here torn between two lovers. I would have been embraced by the man who ghouled me. I would not have been betrayed by the man who ended up sireing me. I would have stuck to my love of Opera, instead of planning on opening a brothel... How can you say that God loves me when so many things that should have gone right went so terribly wrong?"

Sophia shakes her head sadly as the other woman speaks. ((French))"Why do we have disease? War? Famine? All the bad things of this Earth? The question you ask is one that has been asked ever since man was banished from the Garden. You cannot map the ways of divinity, this much is known only unto God. But I like to think of a specific scripture when I am faced with hardships. James 1:2-4 says: 'Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything.' I know that when my existence on this Earth is done that I will not be lacking anything in the eyes of the Lord for I have faced many trials. I know that you have as well my child and you are stronger for it."

((Still in French.))

"Yes of course Sister. Lately I have been so caught up in myself and my problems that I have forgotten those who are no better off than I."

She takes her cross in her hand and bows her head slightly.

"It is time that I re-kindled my relationship with God. But is it possible when I do what I do?"

She looks back up at Sister Sophia.