everywhere. Her eye always roved around. She always yearned and wondered, Is he available? He’s cute. Oh, and his friend is darling. Aw, he’s being nice to that old lady — he must be a great guy . . .
But if she was undistracted, she’d only be thinking about the Lord’s affairs, like it said in the seventh chapter of 1 Corin thians. Although to be completely honest, that sounded kind of boring.
Undistracted devotion. Hmm. She’d have to think about that later.
All week Trish continued through First and Second Corinthians, taking notes and jotting down verses that leaped off the page. On Thursday night, she sat in her bedroom reading 2 Corinthians, when a verse struck like a lightning bolt. She gasped and straightened her spine with a jerk.
Unfortunately, at the time she was perched on the seat-back of her chair with her toes dug into the seat cushion. Her sudden movement tipped her balance and propelled the chair backwards.
Trish’s arms flailed in a blur before her eyes, and she toppled with a sound like a cat hacking up a furball. She landed hard on her tailbone and collected two rug burns on her elbows. In a flurry of pages, her Bible flopped onto her chest.
Trish scrambled to her feet. Her bedroom shared a wall with the living room, where Marnie watched TV. She hoped the Spanish-language soap opera had muted her bumping across the carpet. She dropped her Bible onto the desk and pulled her chair upright, resisting the urge to give it a solid kick — her toes would lose, anyway.
Where had she been reading? Trish sat in the chair — properly, this time — and flipped through the creased pages. There, chapter five: “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come!”
She had always assumed it talked about the process of becoming a new Christian, but maybe it applied to old backslidden ones, too. Not that she was old, just . . . well, old enough to know better.
She could completely shed her old self, her old problems, her old temptations (namely, Kazuo) and jump whole-heartedly into a new self. A new adventure for life. How cool!
“All this is from God, who reconciled us to himself through Christ and gave us the ministry of reconciliation: that God was reconciling the world to himself in Christ, not counting men’s sins against them. And he has committed to us the message of reconciliation. We are therefore Christ’s ambassadors, as though God were making his appeal through us. We implore you on Christ’s behalf: Be reconciled to God.”
Get back with God and tell others. Sure! She could do that. She had no problems talking.
Chapter six was more difficult for her to read: “Do not be yoked together with unbelievers.”
She had read the passage a million times before, and it never registered. Maybe she’d been willfully blind about it, especially because she didn’t see the harm in dating non-Christian guys. But if she devoted herself to God, she wouldn’t even consider sharing her life with someone who didn’t feel the same way.
Trish also realized the dire truth. Dating only Christian guys cut down her dating pool. Drastically.
She admitted that Christian ity wasn’t at the forefront of her thoughts whenever a cute guy passed by. Especially not if he gave her a second look. But only Christian guys? That was so hard. But if Kazuo had been Christian, he wouldn’t have pushed her into sleeping with him, right?
Well, she hadn’t exactly run away from him. And she’d really enjoyed the magical intimacy they shared. Why was it that all the guys who were bad for her made her feel so good ? She didn’t know any interesting or attractive Christian men. But then again, if she focused on God, she probably wouldn’t even care about the lack of dating prospects.
There it was, printed in black and white. It was what God wanted for His children. And He gave promises if she obeyed: “I will receive you.” Ooh, she wanted to be received in loving