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Bobbies heart began to pound. She had asked the Lord to help her bring this up at the beginning of his visit, but really hadnt had a clue as to how to go about it. Now Cleve had given her a starting place, and she wasnt at all sure if she was ready.
Yes, you have asked, Cleve, Bobbie said softly, and I felt it was important to answer you in person.
Im pretty sure I know what youre going to say.
Bobbie was quiet for a moment then. How did a woman tell a man that she was afraid she would someday regret marrying him? Bobbie was searching for the right words when Cleve spoke again.
Its because I dont pray that much or read my Bible, isnt it?
Bobbie thanked God for the opening. I think, she answered carefully, that people need to enter marriage with their eyes open. I mean, if theres something that makes a person uncomfortable, then he or she needs to understand that before the vows are spoken and not plan on changing that person once the wedding is over. Am I making any sense?
Yes.
Weve always been very honest with each other, Cleve, and I dont want that to change now. Im not comfortable with the fact that you talk about love as though its not important. I mean, getting married with the assumption that someday well love each other is not enough for me. But thats the way you believe, and I wouldnt try to change that.
But the reason I cant say yes to you, Cleve, is much more serious. Its the exact reason you just mentioned. Bobbies voice grew very tender and tears stung the back of her eyes. God doesnt seem important enough to you, Cleve, and I just cant live with that. I know I didnt explain myself very well in the letter, but I had a reason. If you change spiritually, Cleve, it needs to be because of God, and not because you want to marry me.
Bobbie held her breath. The words were all spoken kindly and without judgment, but they were words that Bobbie was sure would make him angry. She was wrong.
Thanks for telling me, Robbie.
Bobbie didnt know what to say. In fact, all she wanted to do was burst into tears. She had just hurt a man she cared for and also turned down the only proposal she was sure she would ever get.
Are you okay?
I should be asking you that, Cleve. Tears streamed down her face as she answered. I never meant to hurt you.