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But, she went on, looking straight at him, I know that would be improper and not a good testimony. I feel so strongly that wereI should say Imto have some type of outreach to this family. Right now I cant think of any other way to get close to them. Kate went on and briefly explained what had transpired that morning with Joey and how badly she wanted to keep the door open for further witnessing.
The group fell silent once again. When the silence became too heavy, Kate excused herself to check on her sister; fighting the tears that threatened.
Marcail needed help rinsing her hair and Kate was thankful for the diversion. She decided not to go back to the porch and, after she settled Marcail into bed, she prepared her own bath. The steam rising around her did wonders toward relaxation and this time she didnt try to stop the tears.
Oh, Lord, she prayed, I really believed they would share this burden with me. I know they dont like Mr. Parker but You love him and Youve given me a love for his soul and Joeys. I cant do this by myself. Please Lord, she sobbed, show me what You would have me do.
Kate would have put her head beneath the water if she knew that Bill was lingering outside the door, allowing him to hear her prayer. Hed come to tell her that she could invite whomever she wanted, anytime. But he was doing so with a reluctant heart.
He leaned against the wall a moment and then went back to tell his family that they needed to support Kate with their whole hearts. He prayed for a miracle in his own heart; a miracle that needed to take place between now and supper-time the following night, when he would face Parker.
Do you mean it? They said I could ask them over?
Thats what they decided. I know they felt bad when you didnt come back last night. Thats why Im up here this morning. Sean spoke from his place on Marcail and Kates bed where hed thrown himself upon entering the room.
He and Rigg had arrived early, as they usually did, and Bill told them that Kate hadnt come back out, even after theyd left. Sean volunteered to go up and talk to Kate.
Thats wonderful, Kate said softly, silently thanking God for His provision. It took a moment for her to realize that her legs were falling asleep from the knee down.
Sean, youre putting my legs to sleep.
Sean shifted and they talked for a bit longer before Kate shooed him away so she and Marcail could get ready for church.
As soon as she sat down to breakfast Rigg asked her how she planned to invite Parker and Joey.
If Joeys at church this morning, Ill ask him then. If not Ill walk over when the boys go fishing.