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As though he could read Kates mind, Rigg prayed as he drove home. He too longed to be with her and felt it was Gods will. He also knew what a weighty thing it was for Kate not to hear from her father. Rigg sternly told himself that he needed to bide his time in pursuing her. In the light of his belief that it was Gods will they be together, he needed to wait for Gods timing.
Im completely caught up on the past books, Rigg. Would you like me to start on this month? It was Friday afternoon, and Kate and Rigg were in the office.
The week had sped by. Burt Kemp had checked with Kaitlin one more time but again she had put him off. It was as though her life hung in the balance until she heard from her father.
Rigg told Kate she could go home for the day and plan to start the next journal on Saturday. As shed done every day that week, she headed to the post office. Today was different; today there was a letter from Father.
Kate noticed that, for the first time, it was addressed to her alone. She clutched it to her chest and hurried home. Kate prayed as she sat alone at her small kitchen table and asked God for help in dealing with the contents of the letter.
My darling Kate,
I write to you today with a bittersweet feeling in my heart. Bitter, because Im so far from you at this wonderful time when youve fallen in love, and sweet, because I knowI remember so well how you are feeling.
Katie, I cant urge you strongly enough to follow God and your heart. If this young man desires you for a wife and you know that to be Gods will, do not hesitate.
My words may surprise you, but your mother and I talked about the possibility of you meeting someone on our furlough and not returning to Hawaii with us. We both wondered how we would ever survive the separation but a child is not meant to live with her parents forever. Your desire to want a husband and a home of your own is completely normal. We would never have stood in your way.
Now, Ill admit to you that I always assumed I would know the young man, but youve introduced him in your letters, as have Sean and Marcail. And I will make this request: If he does want to marry you, that he write and ask me. I dont expect you to hold your plans until I reply. In fact, Marshall can tell me the date in his letter, but I would like this small courtesy if hes sincere about marrying my precious Katie.