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You will be a wonderful missionary, he told her with a kiss. But I dont think theres any hurry. Our money is in the bank, and after Christmas I think we should find a place of our own. That will take the pressure off as to when we should leave. It might be two months after the baby is born, and it might be two years. Rigg has already asked me to work part-time for him at the mercantile, and I dont think Ill have trouble finding other employment.
But if it werent for me, youd leave now? Charlie looked utterly despondent.
No, my darling Charlie, I wouldnt. There is still one person whom I havent even been able to talk with about all of this, and thats my father. His opinion means a lot to me, and I need to write and ask for his counsel. Now, I have a question for you. Are you sorry we left Visalia?
Charlie answered immediately. No, in fact I can see why you talk so fondly of Santa Rosa; its a wonderful town. But I do miss Sadie, and my world feels turned on end right now, and
She couldnt go on, but she didnt need to; Sean understood completely. They talked until Charlie yawned expansively.
Im sorry Im so tired all the time.
Sean laughed and shook his head. Youre way too hard on yourself. When Katie was pregnant with Gretchen, all she did was sleep. It was even worse with Molly, since she had Gretchen to care for at the same time. Sean kissed her softly. Go to sleep. When you wake up Ill make you some breakfast.
Charlie was too tired to reply, and almost before Sean could remove his arms from around her she was asleep.
Sean took advantage of the quiet house and sat in the living room to read his Bible. He then spent a long time on his knees praying for Charlie. He asked God to help her to know Him better, and to understand that Gods love for her was all-encompassing. He prayed for her physical needs and for those of the baby.
He then went on to pray for himself, especially that he would accept whatever future God had for him. He asked for sensitivity to Charlies needs, and about when they should move on from Santa Rosa. Still very peaceful about being there, he asked God to show him in an unmistakable way when Hawaii, or anywhere else, was right for them.
Charlie awoke more than an hour later, and after they ate breakfast she and Sean spent some time in prayer before reading the newspaper.