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Thanks, Duncan. I want you to know that my main prayer is that Charlotte will come to Christ. God has already answered so many prayers in my life, so quickly, and I really do understand that oftentimes He asks us to wait. I was saved from hanging, and just minutes later I was married. Now in a very short time Ive come to care deeply for my wife.
My deepest desire is that Charlotte will be saved and well go to Hawaii someday to continue the mission work there. Its not going to happen overnight, like it has so far, but God is sufficient, and I know that in His time, well be wherever He leads.
Duncan reached out and touched the younger mans shoulder. He seemed unable to speak, and Sean, who turned to watch his wife some ten yards away, was glad for the silence.
Sean lay in bed Sunday night and reflected on the day. There had been nothing but handshakes and smiles of welcome from the pastor and the rest of the congregation. Duncan and Lora had even asked them to dinner, but Charlie had explained with visible regret that her Aunt Sadie was expecting them.
Lora, in her gracious, unpretentious manner, simply asked the Donovans to come the following week, and Charlie had quickly accepted. Sean wondered if anyone had ever tried to reach out to Charlie in the past, or if someone had tried and been rejected. He also wondered how much of this she was doing for him. He felt grateful over this thought, but also prayed that Charlie would soon have an interest in eternal issues.
For the first time he understood the way his sister must have felt as she watched him grow harder and harder toward God. Kaitlin had known that Seans eternity was secure, while Sean didnt have the same assurance about Charlies, but that wouldnt stop the ache, the longing, to have your loved one walk in the way of the Lord.
Sean fell asleep thinking about his father. Had he ever made it back to Santa Rosa? Evidently not, since Katie hadnt even mentioned him in her letter. Sean tried not to read anything into that, but he knew in an instant that he was not completely over his anger. Within seconds his mind was immersed in his painful past. How long would Father stay away? How long before he would see that his family needed him? How long before things could be patched up between father and son?
If only we could be in touch, even in a letter. Those were Seans last thoughts before he remembered hed written back to his sister just that evening and asked about Father. Now all he could do was wait, or hope that Marcails letter would arrive with some news.
Do you believe what that preacher said on Sunday about prayer?