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Authors: Lori Wick
Tags: Fiction, Historical fiction, General, Romance, Historical, Christian fiction, Religious, Christian, Frontier and Pioneer Life - California, INSPIRATIONAL ROMANCE
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covered with boils.
"And then to make matters worse, his own wife is angry because he's still giving his allegiance to God, and this is what he says to her in chapter 2 verse 10: 'Thou speakest as one of the foolish women speaketh. What? Shall we receive good at the hand of God, and shall we not receive evil? In all this did not Job sin with his lips.'
"Do you see what I'm trying to say, Jeff? Job made a choice, a quick decision as to how he was going to react to those trials that are far more difficult than most of us will ever have to handle. He decided not to sin and here you are already telling yourself that you might hurt Bobbie.
"I think you should be saying just the oppositemthat no matter what anyone else says or does, you, Jeff Taylor, are going to do the right thing by Roberta Bradford."
Staring at Gil, Jeff thought, not even his pastor was able to touch him as Gil just had. Of course it would help if he spent more time reading his BiblemJeff was well aware of that.
"Thanks, Gilbert," Jeff answered solemnly before going to his own room. He didn't immediately fall asleep. In
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fact, he prayed for a long time about all his brother had said.
The next morning found Bobbie and Gilbert working together in the storeroom. Unclaimed packages were stacked on shelves against one wall. Bill's policy was to go through these shelves every other month and clear them for incoming packages.
At the same time, inventory was done and the sup plies were checked and reordered for the month. Gilbert went from a position on his knees to a step stool, time and again, in order to reach all the shelves and check each box. Bobbie stood beside him making a list of the nearly depleted supplies as Gil called them to her.
At one point, when Gil was high on the stool, his elbow bumped a small box off the shelf. Bobbie never saw or heard a thing and chose that moment to look up and say something. Gil was off the stool in a shot, but the damage was done; Bobbie's glasses were broken.
"Bobbie, are you all right?" Gil was nearly frantic as Bobbie kept her head down, leading him to believe she was seriously hurt.
"Be careful where you step," Bobbie said softly, and it took him a moment to see that she was looking for her glasses. Gilbert found them at her feet and picked them up in two pieces.
"Bobbie, I'm sorry." He placed them in her hands and watched as she brought them nearly to her nose for examination.
"It's just that small hinge in the middle. I'm glad it's just the frames; my dad has a little tool to fix them. Unfortunately I'll have to go home to get it."
"Okay." Gilbert shot out the door to his dad's office. He didn't notice that other than Bobbie turning to watch him go, she stood absolutely still. A few minutes went by
and Bobbie prayed that Gilbert would come back soon so she could explain she needed his help. It crossed her mind that since no one seemed to understand the extent
of her eye problem, she might lose her job over this. "Bobbie?" It was Gilbert's voice. "Oh Gilbert, I'm glad---" "No, it's Jeff."
Bobbie hesitated. For some reason she was reluctant to bother him.
"Jeff, do you know where Gilbert went?"
"Yeah, he's in talking with my dad."
"When he's through, could you tell him I need him?" "Sure."
Bobbie heard the front door open and then Jeff walk ing away. She looked around her. Everything was very blurry. Well, not the shelf beside her, but that was be cause her shoulder was nearly touching it. Bobbie put her hand on the shelf for balance and then slid her foot carefully along the floor. She was afraid to actually take a step because she had no depth perception and every thing looked so fuzzy and distorted.
Picking her way along slowly, Bobbie knew she was running out of shelf. She was also completely unaware of the fact that Gilbert and Bill were standing in the door way watching her. Bill was silent and thoughtful as he watched his son approach Bobbie.
"Did you need me, Bobbie?"
"And then to make matters worse, his own wife is angry because he's still giving his allegiance to God, and this is what he says to her in chapter 2 verse 10: 'Thou speakest as one of the foolish women speaketh. What? Shall we receive good at the hand of God, and shall we not receive evil? In all this did not Job sin with his lips.'
"Do you see what I'm trying to say, Jeff? Job made a choice, a quick decision as to how he was going to react to those trials that are far more difficult than most of us will ever have to handle. He decided not to sin and here you are already telling yourself that you might hurt Bobbie.
"I think you should be saying just the oppositemthat no matter what anyone else says or does, you, Jeff Taylor, are going to do the right thing by Roberta Bradford."
Staring at Gil, Jeff thought, not even his pastor was able to touch him as Gil just had. Of course it would help if he spent more time reading his BiblemJeff was well aware of that.
"Thanks, Gilbert," Jeff answered solemnly before going to his own room. He didn't immediately fall asleep. In
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fact, he prayed for a long time about all his brother had said.
The next morning found Bobbie and Gilbert working together in the storeroom. Unclaimed packages were stacked on shelves against one wall. Bill's policy was to go through these shelves every other month and clear them for incoming packages.
At the same time, inventory was done and the sup plies were checked and reordered for the month. Gilbert went from a position on his knees to a step stool, time and again, in order to reach all the shelves and check each box. Bobbie stood beside him making a list of the nearly depleted supplies as Gil called them to her.
At one point, when Gil was high on the stool, his elbow bumped a small box off the shelf. Bobbie never saw or heard a thing and chose that moment to look up and say something. Gil was off the stool in a shot, but the damage was done; Bobbie's glasses were broken.
"Bobbie, are you all right?" Gil was nearly frantic as Bobbie kept her head down, leading him to believe she was seriously hurt.
"Be careful where you step," Bobbie said softly, and it took him a moment to see that she was looking for her glasses. Gilbert found them at her feet and picked them up in two pieces.
"Bobbie, I'm sorry." He placed them in her hands and watched as she brought them nearly to her nose for examination.
"It's just that small hinge in the middle. I'm glad it's just the frames; my dad has a little tool to fix them. Unfortunately I'll have to go home to get it."
"Okay." Gilbert shot out the door to his dad's office. He didn't notice that other than Bobbie turning to watch him go, she stood absolutely still. A few minutes went by
and Bobbie prayed that Gilbert would come back soon so she could explain she needed his help. It crossed her mind that since no one seemed to understand the extent
of her eye problem, she might lose her job over this. "Bobbie?" It was Gilbert's voice. "Oh Gilbert, I'm glad---" "No, it's Jeff."
Bobbie hesitated. For some reason she was reluctant to bother him.
"Jeff, do you know where Gilbert went?"
"Yeah, he's in talking with my dad."
"When he's through, could you tell him I need him?" "Sure."
Bobbie heard the front door open and then Jeff walk ing away. She looked around her. Everything was very blurry. Well, not the shelf beside her, but that was be cause her shoulder was nearly touching it. Bobbie put her hand on the shelf for balance and then slid her foot carefully along the floor. She was afraid to actually take a step because she had no depth perception and every thing looked so fuzzy and distorted.
Picking her way along slowly, Bobbie knew she was running out of shelf. She was also completely unaware of the fact that Gilbert and Bill were standing in the door way watching her. Bill was silent and thoughtful as he watched his son approach Bobbie.
"Did you need me, Bobbie?"
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