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Troy and Jeff made a tremendous amount of noise coming back into camp. Troys hair was completely wet and both men were laughing. When Troy stopped chuckling he explained that Jeff had bumped him as he knelt on the bank, and he had gone face-first into the water. His hands had stopped the rest of his body from going in, but the whole incident had been such a surprise that he had been sure he was about to drown.
Jeff apologized twice during a breakfast of pancakes, but he was laughing too hard to be taken seriously. After the dishes were done the campers sat on the logs while Jake read from the Scriptures.
This is James, chapter one, verses two through six. My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into diverse temptations, knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience. But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing. If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, who giveth to all men liberally and upbraideth not, and it shall be given him. But let him ask in faith, nothing wavering. For he that wavereth is like a wave of the sea driven with the wind and tossed.
They had a time of prayer after the Bible was closed, with Jake opening and Troy closing. Jeff now understood what Bobbie meant when she said they had their own service when they slept too late at home, and why she said she always enjoyed it.
With plans to be back home for lunch, they began to break camp a short time later. Jeff, Bobbie, and Marcail were once again in the back, and Bobbie asked the youngest camper how she enjoyed the weekend.
When can we come again?
Jeff laughed. I guess that answers your question.
Did you have fun, Jeff? Marcail wanted to know.
Oh yes, Jeff said with conviction. Everything was great. It was also enlightening, and that was something I hadnt planned on.
Jeff said these last words as if he were alone, and even though neither Bobbie nor Marcail questioned him, Bobbie thought about it all the way home.
thirty-six
Bobbie was getting ready to go to lunch on Monday when Carla Johnson walked into the shipping office.
Hi, Carla.
Hi, Bobbie, are you by any chance free for lunch?
I was just getting ready to leave. Let me check with Bill to see if hes ready to let me go.
Carla waited while Bobbie knocked on Bills door and was given permission to leave.
Where shall we go? Bobbie wanted to know.
To the hotel.
The hotel? Whats the occasion?
Carla waited until they were a few steps up the street. The occasion is that Troy came over last night and told me he wants to be married right away. When I asked how come the change of heart, he said it was because of something you said.