Bakihta and Little Mimina arrive at the Institute of the Catecumans Convent School in Venice. She still seeks the maker of the sun, the moon, and the stars, longing to find and know him. But when Maria returns from Sudan, Bakihta is faced with a choice. The Saints Adventures of Faith and Courage Josephine Bakihta, Episode 4 The House of God Listen to all the episodes and discover new shows at the saintspodcast.com It appears we've just missed Vespers. My goodness. A beautiful place, yes? Like nothing I've seen before. It's to be your home for the foreseeable future. Bonjour, no. May I help you? Bonjour, no sister. My name is Chikini. Illuminato Chikini. I made arrangements for these young ladies. See, see, of course. I'm sister Fabretti. A pleasure, sister. This young lady here is Bakihta. I'm so grateful to be here, sister Fabretti. I'm so pleased that you've come. Forgive my exuberance. The Mother Superior asked me this morning to be guardian of sorts to the both of you. I've been in emotionata ever since. And this very sleepy little one is Mimina. Oh, the sweet little darling. Why don't we take her where she can nap undisturbed? Then I believe this is where I say goodbye. I'm thrilled for you, Bakihta. And I promise to visit as often as I'm able. Please do. Sister, may I pray a blessing over them before I depart? By all means. Padre Celeste, I thank you for my little sister's Bakihta and Mimina. Make yourself known to them in this place. Teach them your ways and call on them as you see fit. The name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Amen. I'll see you all very soon. Thank you, Luminato. Now, let's find the little one a bed. And I'll show you the grounds. And this, of course, is where you came in, the chapel. How can you resist spending every minute in such a beautiful place? Is that how the days are spent in Mirano? Sister, this is the first church I've been in. Truly? None of my masters ever brought me to one. And the lady I serve in Mirano is, well, she isn't happy that I'm here. I see. Well, shall I teach you how to enter? Please, Sister Fabretti. We'll start here. This is Holy Water. We dip our fingers in it. And now, we make the sign of the cross. Up, down, over, and... Bikita? It's him. Oh, my. You really shouldn't run in the... But never mind. What is it? I have one of my own. What? A crucifix? Yes. Only much smaller. I should think so. Signoreci Kini has taught me a little about Jesus, but not everything. I wish to know more. Will you teach me, Sister? Of course, Bikita. I wish I could bring you into these moments with me, Sisters. You have your own meaningful memories of spiritual blooming, of course. But oh, to be able to share with you what these days truly meant to me, all my life. I had a deep yearning to know the creator of all things. And it was among the karnosian nuns that this yearning was being satisfied at last. And God made two great lights. The greater light to rule the day, and the lesser light to rule the night. He made the stars also. Are you all right, Bikita? Will you read that again? And God made two great lights. The greater light to rule the day, and the lesser light to rule the night. He made the stars also. Oh, Dio Mio, what's wrong? Carisma. It's him, Sister Fabritti, the maker of the sun and the moon, and oh, I'm so happy. I'm so very happy. This newfound understanding, coupled with my growing sisterhood with the karnosians, brought almost more joy than my heart could hold. And to be surrounded every day by so many boy-stress little ones. Oh, did I read this cover? How do you laugh? What is it? Have you never skipped rope before? Never. What a momentous occasion! Here, watch me. Jump! Jump! Just like this! You try. All right. Bikita, you're a natural! The joy that radiated from this place crept into their prayer, their play, even their work. In my mind, service was still tied to slavery. Yet, here was a group of women who served simply because their service was needed, and they did so with such joy. They were free. Truly free! I had never known that. I wanted that, but it would first require something very difficult of me. This is love. Not that we loved God, but that he loved us, and sent his son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins. Beloved, if God so loved us, we ought also to love one another. Star Illuminato, please. Shall I go back? No, I just... When you say God so loved us, do you mean everyone? Everyone. And when you say that we should love others, does that also mean everyone? Everyone. Yourself, Meena, Le Sisters, Maria, Augustal, everyone. My kidnappers? Yes. What of the women who cut these scars into my skin? Yes. Mistress Eilah, who beat me daily for the fun of it? Yes. Her husband, who saw and did nothing? Yes. Could you love such people, Illuminato? I don't know. I don't think I can. It's a great deal to ask of you. Am I expected to do so all at once? Oh, Karamiya, such a radical thing can only happen slowly, with great difficulty. Peace by peace. I don't want to love them. I know. Can we try? Peace by peace? I did try. Slowly and with great difficulty. Dear God, I don't want to forgive Eilah. She's brought me so much misery. I have so much hatred for that woman. But she does not know you, Padre. She does not know the joy that comes from knowing you. Help me to remember that. I had known a happiness before. I had known kindness, affection. But as I continued to bring my tormentors and my grievances to God in prayer, I began to know something new. Peace. A peace that would come to act as a rich soil for so many other fruits. A peace that I knew had to be cultivated, no matter what it might cost me. Kinshe Mimo Shemi Kinshe Atba Rami Kinshe Tito Bimio Tofidao Acio Baba You sound as lovely as ever. Oh, Maria! Chao Surrella Mia! Why didn't you write that you were returning? I wanted to surprise you! The dissected completely. I had no idea. I'm so happy you're here. Has Mimiina seen you? Oh, well, the times for the little sleepyhead to lie down from the net. She has to do so many minutes before I arrive. Then I'll show you the grounds in the meantime. Did I walk you through the chapel? Well, no. You must sit at once. Come, follow me. Have you ever seen such a beautiful place? It's very nice. That window is my favourite of them all. And this, my favourite statue. You shall have a name, Maria. Very nice. I like to sit up close. No! What are you doing? Genuflecting. We do it always when we enter this room. We? Yes. Well, I'm in those of us living at the Abbey. I see. Well, it seems a very nice place to have spent these many months. I'm sure it'll be difficult to say goodbye. Goodbye? Yes, of course. The business with the houses settled are belongings have been prepared. It's time to return to Swacking. I see. When? First thing tomorrow. Thank heaven. All this back and forth has really grown tiresome. Can we not wait until... Akita! The fair has been paid. Word has been sent to Augusto. The time is now. Then I cannot go with you. What? What do you mean? Hi, this is Peter Atkinson from the Marybeggers. Tune in to episode 5, the fortunate one, to hear the final installment of Josephine Bikita. Listen to all the episodes and discover new shows at thesaintspodcast.com. The Marybeggers is the entertainment division of relevant radio.
