“I’m sorry.” Evan didn’t know how they’d balance that. In fact, the Bible spoke about the man and woman leaving their parents and cleaving to each other once they married...
Married?
Right now, they were only dating, even though Evan wanted more. If Rosie decided to break up with him and leave, there was nothing he could do, but he prayed she wouldn’t.
Not that he could have stopped her from leaving him if they were married. However, he didn’t think Rosie was that kind of a lady who’d make decisions willy-nilly. She was the long-term and thoughtful kind.
Evan had been the first person to approach her and woo her. He’d been instantly attracted to her the first time he’d met her, and next thing he knew, he was sure Rosie was the only person he’d marry.
“No, don’t be sorry. That’s not my intention. Romans 8:28 is what I was saying,” Rosie concluded.
“I’m doing my best to get back to Savannah as soon as possible.”
“I’ve never been in a long distance relationship, so I don’t know how to handle this.” Rosie got off the hammock. “I’m getting back to work now. If I don’t work, I’ll be thinking of you and getting distracted. The same way with Mom. If I don’t work, I think of her and our eventual parting.”
“Which is temporary,” Evan started to say. “Since your Mom is a Christian, we will see her again in heaven.”
Rosie nodded.
Evan didn’t want to say more. He wasn’t there to comfort her in person. Heaven forbid, he’d say something that caused her grief. Someone else could step in and comfort her.
No way.
He was determined more than ever to get home to Savannah.
Home?
Yes, his home was now with Rosie.
This afternoon’s meeting was critical.
“Please pray for my meeting this afternoon,” Evan said. He didn’t want to tell her what it was about.
“How about we pray now?”
“Okay.”
“I start, you close?”
“Sure.” Evan watched Rosie close her eyes. The phone camera was sharp and he could see her eyelashes on screen. He wanted to watch her pray, but decided that this wasn’t the time for him to keep his eyes open and be distracted.
The whole point of closing his eyes when he prayed was to turn his focus toward God who could answer all his prayers and had the solutions to all of his life’s problems.
“Father God, thank You for another glorious day this Christmas season,” Rosie began. “Whether it’s sunny here in Savannah or rainy over there in Seattle, I give You all the praise as our awesome Creator of this universe in which we live for a fleeting moment in time.”
Evan suspected that Rosie had checked the weather report. How else would she know that it was raining in Seattle?
“Lord, I pray for Evan’s meeting this afternoon,” Rosie continued. “Even though I don’t know what it’s about, You know all about it, Lord. So I pray that Your perfect will would prevail throughout the entire meeting. Whether the people attending it are Christians or not, You are still sovereign.”
That was enough prayer for Evan, and he wasn’t sure what else he could add about the meeting without revealing its content to Rosie.
He wanted to tell her everything himself in person.
Soon.
Today wasn’t the day. He wasn’t sure what was going to happen after today. Mom and Dad would attend the business meeting with Connor. They would meet at their waterfront family home in Denny Blaine by Lake Washington. They would talk and drink Mom’s favorite tea.
And Mom would try to get her way and the final say.