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“There’s so much I’d change if I could.”
“And no doubt, she would too.None of that can be fixed, though, so maybe it’s time to look at what can be.What’s at the bottom of all this?”
Sean took a deep breath.Once he said it, it’d be out there in the open.He wouldn’t be able to take it back.“There’s a woman.”
Dad grinned.“Isn’t there always?Let me guess...Monica?”
“Am I that obvious?”
“I’m not oblivious.Besides, your brother has had a few things to say on the subject.”
Sean snorted.“My brother is an adolescent in a man’s body who needs to mind his own business.”
Dad chuckled.“It’s good to know some things never change.Now, tell me about Monica.”
Sean did.The early attraction he’d tried to ignore, their “just friends” conversation, how her smile lit up everything inside of him, her effortless bond with Jace, their slight kiss that turned anything but, and a fight that still caused him sleepless nights after almost a week.“The whole thing is impossible.I don’t want another woman.”
Dad sat forward and steepled his fingers on his desk.“I’m not going to sugarcoat this for you since I know what you were raised to believe.Philippians 4:19 tells us that God will supply all our needs.Not wants, butneeds.Sure, there are times when He gives us our wants.That vacation we’d like to take, or the fancier car we’d like to drive.But all He promises are to fulfill our needs.”
“OK?”
“I know that you think you don’t want another woman in your life, but what if you, and Jace, need one?”
Sean had no answer for that.He didn’t have to ask if God knew more about his needs than he did.Despite Sean not speaking to the Lord, he knew the answer to that was yes.
“I don’t know what God’s saying to you, son.”Dad sat back.“It’s up to you to figure that out and then decide if you want to keep forging your own path or if you’re ready to surrender and trust Him again.”
Chapter 13
As Mom had predicted, the days between Sean’s shopping trip and Jace’s birthday vanished in a flurry of activity.He’d nailed his final interview, and the job was officially his, along with an apartment that he and Jace would soon call home.The furniture being shipped from Ohio was due to arrive on Monday, and if he said he wasn’t excited about the possibilities on his horizon, he’d be lying.
When Sean’s eyes popped open on Saturday morning, it was the first day in nearly two weeks that his first thoughts were not of Monica.Though that situation was still unresolved, today his thoughts were of his son.
How could Jace be a year old already?The months had flown as he’d watched his son grow from a helpless newborn to a sometimes too independent toddler.Just yesterday, Sean had caught him trying to push a chair to the cabinet where the cookie jar resided.
The pediatrician in Ohio had talked about the milestones that would mark Jace’s development.And even though Sean had lived through every one, he was having a hard time believing they’d actually made it.
