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Show 340 into it a second time. That he had told her flatly that he believed the Gospel was true-not to be sanctimonious, but just so they would know where they stood, that he wasn't doing this lightly. "Excuse me, Elder Hood. What did she say to that?" "She said she believed it too, but she was only human. Something like that. Or maybe she said we both were human." He told them about being late for his appointment with the district president, and that he had felt sick and shabby the whole evening at the home of the investigating family Elder Beyer had taken him to. (Elder Beyer sat shaking his head in disbelief as the tape recorder turned and groaned on the table in front of him.) He described the conversation with Alice in the foyer of the church, and his ambivalent feelings when he learned that Richard was going to be safely out of town. "Why ambivalent, Elder?" asked a tall man with a thin mustache who sat on the other side of Sorenson. Lorin had to lean over the table to see him. "Well, I'm not sure I really wanted to do it, with Elder Sorenson home sick and everything. But I wasn't sure how to get out of it now. It was something I couldn't explain to her." "You were having second thoughts." "Yes, I definitely was." "Would you call them the first stages of repentance?" asked one of the men assigned to take his side. "I don't know if you can call it repentance if I went ahead and did it again anyway," said Lorin. They might like him a little better, he thought, if he didn't try to make excuses. "Do you feel like you were maybe being coerced this last time?" |
