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“But you’re not in love with me,” she objected softly.
“Well, neither are you in love with me,” he replied. “Still, over the past few weeks I’ve noticed your relationship with these children. I think you would make a splendid mother.and wife.
Cassie marveled that his voice sounded so strong and steady. She felt like a quivering mass of jelly herself.
“I do have some scruples, you know,” she told him. “If you think that I could treat such a commitment so lightly, then you really don’t know me at all.”
“Think about it, Cassie,” he urged her. “You’d be able to do so much more for the kids here.”
It was all so confusing. And she had no one to confide in.
You always said you’d only marry for love. Her conscience pricked her once more. Yes, but if you marry him, you get to keep the house for the kids. You could continue the work God called you to.
“Help me,” she prayed silently. “You gave me the job. Now show me how to make the right decision.”
LOIS RICHER
credits her love of writing to a childhood spent in a Sunday school where the King James Version of the Bible was taught. The majesty and clarity of the language in the Old Testament stories allowed her to create her own mind pictures while growing up in a tiny Canadian prairie village where everyone strove to make ends meet. During her school years, she continued to find great solace in those words and in the church family that supported her in local speech festivals, Christmas concerts and little theater productions. Later, in college, her ability with language stood her in good stead as she majored in linguistics, studied the work of William Shakespeare and participated in a small drama group.
Today Lois lives in another tiny Canadian town with her husband, Barry, and two very vocal sons. And still, her belief in a strong, vibrant God who cares more than we know predominates her life.
“My writing,” she says, “allows me to express just a few of the words God sends bubbling around in my brain. If I can convey some of the wonder and amazement I feel when I think of God and His love, I’ve used my words to good effect.”
A Will and a Wedding
Lois Richer
This book is dedicated with much love to my parents,
Dorothea and wilfred Schill, who taught me the value
of faith and tenacity when striving for my goals.
Thanks, Mom and Dad.
“Wherefore lift up the hands which hang down, and the feeble knees;
And make straight paths for your feet, lest that which is lame be turned out of the way: but let it rather be healed.”
—Hebrews 12:12-13
Jefferson William Haddon III wanted a son.
Badly.
The problem, as Jefferson defined it, was that at age thirty-five, he had yet to find the type of woman with whom he would consider raising a child. And the very last thing he had expected
