Page 79 of Hidden Chance

“Seeing as I’ve put my trust in God, I guess I better trust His judgment. Once Peter wakes up, we’ll have a candid conversation about it. If he needs to stay with his wife, then we need to allow for that.”

“I have the feeling God will tell him to go.”

“But how do we know what God’s saying? You said it wasn’t always clear.”

“Hmm…it’s easier to experience than explain. The longer you walk with Him, the better you’ll learn His voice.”

“Oh, great. We’re at this very importantly decisive moment, and I’m a newbie.”

“Lucky for you, there’s plenty of grace to be had. Don’t worry—if you’re listening, God will make it clear…if you’re listening. A lot of the time, it feels like peace. You just know.”

“I guess with three of us listening, those are pretty good odds that we’ll get it right. I can work with that. Once we’re all rested, we’ll talk logistics and see how we feel about it. Which means you and I should get some sleep too. You can take the bed in the other room. I’ll sleep in the chair.”

“You sure?”

“Of course.”

They both stood, and Hannah moved to the hall but stopped and turned, hurrying back to give Robby another hug.

“Thank you for being you. And thank you for opening your heart to the truth.”

“Sleep well, Hannah.”

“You too.”

He took her hand to give her fingers a squeeze as she walked away and didn’t let go until she moved out of reach.

He knew it wasn’t just him that felt something, and now with the God part of the issue across the line, maybe there was something there he shouldn’t avoid. But this wasn’t the time to explore their feelings for each other. There was too much to untangle right now with other, more pressing matters at hand.

He dropped into the chair, wondering if he’d sleep, but then the fatigue hit him, and that was his last thought.

A jolt went through Robby’s leg, and he jumped awake, ready to fight. Peter stood before him, holding out a coffee.

“Time to get up.”

Peter’s demeanor had changed so dramatically, Robby almost didn’t recognize him. “You’re looking fresh.”

“I am.”

“How’s Jemi?” Robby felt an expectant longing and expectation of her healing.

“If there was any change, I would have gotten a call. But the good news is, even though she may be the same,I am not. I’ve been praying that she can hold on long enough so I can say goodbye if the time comes.”

“I can pray for that too.”

“Thanks.”

Hannah wandered into the living room, stretching. “Morning, boys,” she said with a yawn.

Peter handed her a coffee. “I’ve been out early. Went for a run and thought you guys could use something to wake you up besides that black sludge in the kitchen that has the audacity to call itself coffee.”

“This is heaven,” Hannah said after taking a sip. “Thank you.”

“Are we ready to talk strategy? Or do you need more time to wake up?”

“I’m ready if you are,” Robby said. “We have a lot to discuss.”

“Hannah said it was connected to Burma.”

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