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Sean would have liked to have taken a few days to pray over this new revelation, but he didnt have time. Charlie was right; he might not come back alive. He had to be certain that Charlie understood before he left. Maybe she wouldnt make a decision, but he had to map it out for her. He would start by apologizing for not explaining in the first place.
Instead of working on your spelling words tonight, Charlotte, Id rather we talked.
About Hartley. Charlies voice was flat.
No, about something more important than Hartley.
Charlie looked over at Sean from her end of the sofa, only to find him watching her. She couldnt take her eyes off him as he began to share.
First of all I want to tell you how sorry I am that I havent explained my faith to you, and how sorry I am that I took for granted you would understand. Id like to explain now, if youll let me.
Sean waited for Charlies nod and then began.
When I was four I memorized my first two verses from ScriptureJohn 3:16 and 17: 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. For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world, but that the world through him might be saved. I could say the words both frontward and backward but I didnt understand that they applied to me personally until I was six.
When I was six I began to notice for the first time that my sisters and I looked different from the Hawaiian children with whom we were growing up. I remember asking my mother about it, and she told me it was because we were from a different background. I, of course, wanted to know where all the other people like me were. When she explained, I then wanted to know why we even lived in Hawaii in the first place. When she told me that we were there to tell people about the love of Jesus Christ so they could believe in Him, I told her Id never prayed and told God I believed in his Son.
To my surprise she told me she had known that all along, but she never worried because she was certain that as soon as I understood, I would believe, and then I would make that step. She was right. We knelt right there on the sand, and I told God I was a sinner who believed He sent His Son to save me, and Charlotte, thats what I was trying to do with you.