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Show for her return. 'There is no man t h a t hath l e f t . . . w i f e or children or lands for my sake and the g o s p e l ' s . . .but he shall receive an hundred-fold now i n t h i s time: houses and brethren and s i s t e rs and mothers and c h i l d r e n and in the world to come, eternal life.' As Christ had promised, my father had been given his rives, his children, his houses. I could not fault him for divorcing . But was it necessary for me to divorce Brian? The spirit within me warned against-i- ix tA.- I'TnhePr-rep mmuut>sut be some way to cultivate goodness. „„„a-^+ 'For the hardness of your hearts he wrote this precept. But from the beginning of Creation God made them male and female. What therefore God hath joined, let not man put asunder-' God had joined us, not man. God would join us again, would build the bridge to bring us together. Or God Himself would cast asunder. "No," I said, looking into Brian's eyes. My heart felt it had been stung by a thousand bumble bees. "No?" "I don't want a divorce." He smiled softly and KicKed a stone into the water. "Then let's get out of here." We too, our tine traveling. The sense of being guided held ,e in an addictive Kind of seourity so that I didn't plan + last, we reachedPortland, an hour or a moment ahead. When, at lasx, w^=? the Columbia-one more night had fallen. We would have to cross m. „* As foe clutched time in order to sleep on the state heaoh. o.u ,or I was haunted by a the windows and billowed about the car, |