It was like the Royal Family in a Shakespeare play, Pam thought, but this was a contest that any self-respecting people would keep secret, though she knew they would joke and laugh about how they had gone for each other over a few bits and bobs, and how at least they had stopped George and his woman from getting their avaricious hands on what didn’t belong to them. They were in it together, and ended the day with the stuff more or less shared between them, though George got nothing, because they had fought for what was theirs, just as they preferred to struggle for whatever else they may well have deserved. Any shame they felt would only keep them closer together, and what hate they had manifested towards each other had been merely an emotional device to stop the family breaking up at a time of crisis.
15
By closing her eyes she could look inwards to as much space as she would ever need. She was a window in a wall built by herself, and sat for hours with closed eyes yet stayed awake, knowing that somewhere beyond limitless areas God existed, a universe He had provided for her to look into so that she could have peace.
The longer she kept her eyes closed the less she was disturbed by sounds. She heard but did not flinch. The world was benign because she had found a place that was entirely her own. She could not be attacked by memories that she did not want.
The peace remained when she opened her eyes. She looked into the mirror whose own spaces showed memories that would not destroy her. She had once walked into a chapel and heard a man preaching. A piece of paper given at the door said his text would be from the Book of Isaiah.
His words created space, and his voice filled it. She had gone in not out of the rain but from under a clear blue sky. His words chased away anguish and gave her peace. She had first read such words at school, but hadn’t been able to properly comprehend. The most intense sensation lasted only as long as the preacher’s words, but they gave proportion and order to what had existed in chaos. His speaking fitted the austerity of walls and windows. His voice held back the cold, and protected each person in their different space. By his words she knew what her soul craved:
Without such words space had no meaning. The words brought a beauty without which life was pointless. And after the beauty came silence (even for the score of people present) and without the possibility of silence God had no meaning.
The man who read, younger than she, stood by the simple table, tall and pale, his dark suit not well-fitting. What little hair he had was lank. His blue eyes glistened as he went through chosen verses for the day. He spoke them from memory, and extemporized his commentaries, looking slowly from one side of the hall to the other as if searching his words out from among the people present, but pausing on his sweep at deliberately irregular intervals so that most might at some time believe he looked especially at them.
She supposed that he worked in an office during the week, and wondered whether he had a wife. If he had children did he love them and make them happy? Did he tell jokes and make them laugh? Did he make them feel good to be alive? There was no way of knowing. He was a speaker of words, a man of fervent beliefs which he wanted to pass on to all who would listen, so that the beauty of the universe grew as he spoke:
‘We all sooner or later find the road that has been chosen. No twilight stars shall darken when we come to that forked road. Sorrow is not hidden from the eyes, nor is joy. Infants see the light, and so shall the small and the great when life is bitter in the soul, for God does not condemn those for ever on whom he has placed his mark. He gives our eyes the vision to see into our own hearts and the hearts of others. We are unique in God’s sight, and no woman or man shall perish from the earth and have no name in the street. Though terrors on every side make us afraid, and we fear to be driven from light into dark, belief in God will show us the way, for it says that fear of the Lord is wisdom, and that to depart from evil is understanding.’
The space, she felt, was within, no matter where you were. She listened without turmoil, stood with other people yet was alone, feeling a balm that she had craved all her life. She may have known some peace as a child, but if so had not regained it till now, when tranquillity had come simply by walking in from the street. She had heard of women wanting to be together, away from men, but she didn’t care to be with women any more than with men at the moment. In her void of silence she needed to be a long time in her own space before knowing whether she wanted to be with anyone else. She was drawn back into his voice, and among his words:
‘God,’ he said with fervour, ‘loves Israel, and all who go through the day and the night with her. They that observe lying vanities forsake their own mercy and condemn Israel, and the chief singer with his stringed instrument in turn forsakes them. Among the tribes of Israel God has made known that which shall surely be. Job, Daniel and Noah shall in their goodness and wisdom reign, while those who rise against Israel shall be overthrown, but if the world come to peace and to God it shall prosper mightily. And I will multiply men upon all the House of Israeclass="underline" and the cities shall be inhabited, and the wastes shall be builded. It will endure for ever. They shall build houses therein, and plant vineyards; yea, they shall dwell with confidence, when I have executed judgements on those that despise them; and they shall know that I am the Lord their God. Israel rejoices, and mankind is glad that the Lord liveth and brought up the children of Israel from the land of the north, and from all the lands whither he had driven them. And I will bring them again into their land that I gave unto their father. Behold I will lift up mine hand to the Gentiles, and set my standard to the people. And they shall bring their sons in their arms, and their daughters shall be carried upon their shoulders. The abundance of the sea shall be converted unto thee, the forces of the Gentiles shall come unto thee. And he shall set up an ensign for the nations, and shall assemble the outcasts of Israel, and gather together the dispersed of Judah from the four corners of the earth. For the Lord will have mercy and yet choose Israel, and set them in their own land: and the strangers shall be joined with them, and they shall cleave to Elpis Israel, the vow God gave to the Gentiles as a gift and an example, and to the Sons of Jacob as a Promised Land. But before what we seek is delivered unto us we shall be tested with tribulations without number, as the Jewish people were sorely tried before they came into their Inheritance.’
Her limbs were numb, but she willed him to go on for ever so that she would not have to cast herself out into the street. The sky might blacken and the day pour water, but the words were balm on her soul, the voice ointment. At the door she bought a tract of his sermons for a few pence, and had the limp book now in London. She remembered walking into the sunshine, and seeing no name on the white and blue poster at the door. He was the man with no evils whom she was afraid to wait for and talk to, the man with God in his eyes, peace in his presence and the Bible on his lips, whose appearance and voice had given her a feeling of space and poignant freedom that she had not experienced before, but which she must one day come back to.