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I know, its just that Bobbie hesitated.
Just what? Jeff wanted to know, but Bobbie couldnt explain; she was too upset.
Come on, Jeff said as he took her arm. He decided, for the moment, not to push her. Lets find my dad and tell him Cleve needs a wagon.
Bobbie accompanied him reluctantly. She knew she shouldnt follow Cleve, but she felt so responsible for the devastated look on his face that she didnt want to leave him alone.
Do you want to tell me whats going on? Jeffs voice came through to Bobbie where they stood by the wagon waiting for their folks. She looked ready to cry, and Jeff thought he might be able to help if he knew the situation.
Oh Jeff! Tears filled Bobbies eyes and she felt like all she did lately was bawl. Cleve told me last night that hes not sure hes saved, and when Pastor Keller talked about Lazarus and the rich man this morning in Luke 16, well, I could just see that he was really shaken.
Jeffs face clouded with concern, and he put his hands on Bobbies shoulders. Dont you see what a good sign this is, Bobbie? You know how gentle Pastor Keller is. Hell know how to answer Cleve, and well pray until we see Cleve that hell know before he leaves the church where hell spend eternity.
Thanks, Jeff. Bobbies throat was again clogged with tears. Jeff gave her a hug just before they were joined by Jake Bradford, allowing Jeff to explain the situation about Cleve.
Ive kept you from your dinner.
Pastor Keller grinned at the young man across from him. I find Im not the least bit hungry, Cleve.
Cleve returned the smile. He wasnt buoyant and he wasnt upset; he had peace, for the first time he could ever recall. He had fallen asleep the night before without really facing what Bobbie had said, only to be confronted head-on by Pastor Kellers sermon the next morning.
Pastor and Cleve talked for another 20 minutes and Cleve left with some key passages of Scripture to study in the days to come. He was partway to the Taylors when he stopped the wagon and opened his Bible once again to John 3:16.
It had been there all the time; he could even recite it by memory. But not until this morning, when he looked into the kind eyes of Bobbies pastor and heard him say the verse, did he really understand that it applied to him.
Sitting on the road with his foot on the horses reins, Cleve read aloud: For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.
Cleve held the Bible against his chest. This verse was for him. He wanted everlasting life, and all he had needed to do was believe on the Lord Jesus Christ.