Page 112 of Wish You Faith

He felt like a hypocrite. He didn’t want Mom to tell him what to do, but here he was wanting Mom to do things the way he wanted.

“That was all she said to me.” Rosie speared a piece of strawberry with her fork. “I suppose she didn’t say much, knowing that whatever she told me might get back to you.”

“I would expect you to tell me.” Evan cut another piece of pound cake from the shared plate.

“For sure. No worries, Evan. God already knows what’s going on. Let’s leave it in His hands.” Rosie smacked her lips. “That pound cake is sweet.”

“Too sweet for me as well, but look at me eating it.”

They polished off the plate.

Evan put down his fork and reached across the table to hold Rosie’s hand. “We can’t break up.”

“Is that in the picture?” Rosie’s eyes widened.

“Mom complained about us being bicoastal.”

“It’s true, but it doesn’t mean we have to break up. We just need to wait and see how God solves this problem.”

Evan gently squeezed Rosie’s hand. “Then we can give all glory to Him.”

“Precisely.”

“Our God gives good things. Whatever He gives is good. Do you remember Jeremiah 29:11?” Rosie pulled her hand away so that she could retrieve her phone from her purse.

“I know the verse.” He recited it as Rosie swiped her phone to find her Bible app.

For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope.

“Yes, the major keywords in this verse are peace, future, and hope. That’s what God wants for us. There will be peace. There will be a future. There will be hope.”

“Amen.”

“The next two verses are our action plan.” Rosie read Jeremiah 29:12-13 aloud.

Then you will call upon Me and go and pray to Me, and I will listen to you. And you will seek Me and find Me, when you search for Me with all your heart.

“If we call upon Him and pray to Him, He will listen to our prayers,” Evan said. “If we seek Him with all our heart, we will find Him.”

“In the presence of God are all the answers to our problems.” Rosie put away her phone.

“And just like that we had an impromptu Bible study.” Evan smiled. “I want more of these for the rest of our lives.”

“Bible study every day is fine with me.” The afternoon sun shone into the dining room, and put sparkles in Rosie’s light eyes.

Evan reached across the table again. This time they interlocked fingers.

He drew a deep breath. “Let’s get married ASAP.”

CHAPTERNINETEEN

Well, “ASAP” took a while to iron out. There didn’t seem to be anything they could do as soon as possible, not with things hinging on whether Cavanaugh Shipping had the wherewithal to expand to the eastern seaboard.

By April, nothing much had happened.

As far as Rosie was concerned, no news was good news, especially when it came to Mom’s situation and whether she could hang in there until Rosie’s wedding.

With Mom’s cancer remaining in remission, Rosie had one less worry on her mind and heart. In fact, Mom had made plans with Dottie about moving to the Cavanaugh condo with her once Rosie married and moved out. Dottie was also widowed, but she was ten years younger than Mom, and had taken care of Mom whenever Rosie wasn’t around.

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