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FORGOTTEN PASTS
There was a knock at the door and Lori's nurse walked into the room.
"I'm sorry sir, but the doctor needs to examine Miss Ford now," The nurse told Chris.
"Yes of course," Chris consented and left the room.
Chris decided to go to the waiting area. He sat down in one of the chairs and held his head in his hands. So many emotions were at war within his body. He was happy and grateful that Lori seemed to have given him a real chance. He was terrified of that thirty percent chance that his child wouldn't last the night. Most of all he was feeling intense rage at the father Lori had described. He wanted to hit something or someone just thinking about the pain the coward had caused her. He noticed a leather- bound Bible resting on the end table. He smiled sadly as he realized he'd not cracked his own open in seven years. On an impulse he picked it up and flipped idly through the gilt-edged pages. In the back, he found the comforting words of the sinner's prayer. As he read the words, they had new meaning for him. It moved him to tears.
'How did I get his far from you God,' He wondered his heart ached terribly.
Then Chris bowed his head and began to pray like he had not done for many years.
"Lord, I'm sorry it's been so long. I don't have any excuse for my actions. I am sorry that I've not been living the promise, I made to you. Forgive me Lord for the life I've been living. Thank you for answering my prayer today. Please be with our child and help him or her through this. I promise you, I will do better and my child will come to know you. Amen."
Chris felt an overwhelming sense of peace at that moment. He knew God would take care of the situation. He decided to get up and go check if the doctor was through with his exam. He headed back to the room and found the door was closed. Figuring the doctor was still in with her; he headed for the pay phones in the lower lobby. He reached the phones and made the decision to call his parents in Canada. He would have used his cell but he'd lost it during the frantic ride in the mountains.
"Hello, Irvine residence." Came his mothers lilting Canadian voice.
"Hello, Mom? It's Chris," He began. "Why hello dear!" Mrs. Irvine replied happy to hear his voice, "It's so nice to hear from you."
"It's nice to be heard," Chris smiled, "I've got something to tell you."
"Oh dear? What is it?" She inquired.
"Well, a couple of things actually," He admitted, "Are you sitting down?"
"Oh my, you have got something important to say don't you," She commented.
"I talked to God today," Chris began, "I know how much you wanted me to make some peace with Him after what happened seven years ago. Well Mom, I've made it."
"I see," Mrs. Irvine felt tears of happiness coming to her eyes, "I get the impression that you've got more to tell me though, haven't you?"
"Yeah Mom, I do," Chris took a deep sigh, "I've met someone, a woman her name is Lori."
"Oh that's wonderful!" Mrs. Irvine exclaimed thinking he was going to say he was engaged.
"Mom, there's more," Chris continued, "I'm going to be a father."
"A father?" She repeated, "When?"
"Next summer in July, I think," Chris answered, "I plan to ask her to marry me."
"My, you have been busy," She replied. "When can I meet her?"
"I'm not sure. Hopefully soon Mom," Chris told her, "We were riding horses today when a cougar attacked us. It chased us down the mountain and Lori had a gun in her saddlebag. It went off and the bullet hit her. She's going to be stuck here for a few days but she'll be all right. The baby though is still in a small amount of danger."
"Oh that's terrible," Mrs. Irvine said, "Do you have to work this week?"
"No actually, I'm off on a three week vacation," Chris responded.
"Chris, you stay right there with her," Mrs. Irvine ordered him, "I'll be praying for you both dear. I'm going to let you go now. Bye dear."
"Bye Mom," Chris replied and hung up the phone.
FORGOTTEN PASTS
There was a knock at the door and Lori's nurse walked into the room.
"I'm sorry sir, but the doctor needs to examine Miss Ford now," The nurse told Chris.
"Yes of course," Chris consented and left the room.
Chris decided to go to the waiting area. He sat down in one of the chairs and held his head in his hands. So many emotions were at war within his body. He was happy and grateful that Lori seemed to have given him a real chance. He was terrified of that thirty percent chance that his child wouldn't last the night. Most of all he was feeling intense rage at the father Lori had described. He wanted to hit something or someone just thinking about the pain the coward had caused her. He noticed a leather- bound Bible resting on the end table. He smiled sadly as he realized he'd not cracked his own open in seven years. On an impulse he picked it up and flipped idly through the gilt-edged pages. In the back, he found the comforting words of the sinner's prayer. As he read the words, they had new meaning for him. It moved him to tears.
'How did I get his far from you God,' He wondered his heart ached terribly.
Then Chris bowed his head and began to pray like he had not done for many years.
"Lord, I'm sorry it's been so long. I don't have any excuse for my actions. I am sorry that I've not been living the promise, I made to you. Forgive me Lord for the life I've been living. Thank you for answering my prayer today. Please be with our child and help him or her through this. I promise you, I will do better and my child will come to know you. Amen."
Chris felt an overwhelming sense of peace at that moment. He knew God would take care of the situation. He decided to get up and go check if the doctor was through with his exam. He headed back to the room and found the door was closed. Figuring the doctor was still in with her; he headed for the pay phones in the lower lobby. He reached the phones and made the decision to call his parents in Canada. He would have used his cell but he'd lost it during the frantic ride in the mountains.
"Hello, Irvine residence." Came his mothers lilting Canadian voice.
"Hello, Mom? It's Chris," He began. "Why hello dear!" Mrs. Irvine replied happy to hear his voice, "It's so nice to hear from you."
"It's nice to be heard," Chris smiled, "I've got something to tell you."
"Oh dear? What is it?" She inquired.
"Well, a couple of things actually," He admitted, "Are you sitting down?"
"Oh my, you have got something important to say don't you," She commented.
"I talked to God today," Chris began, "I know how much you wanted me to make some peace with Him after what happened seven years ago. Well Mom, I've made it."
"I see," Mrs. Irvine felt tears of happiness coming to her eyes, "I get the impression that you've got more to tell me though, haven't you?"
"Yeah Mom, I do," Chris took a deep sigh, "I've met someone, a woman her name is Lori."
"Oh that's wonderful!" Mrs. Irvine exclaimed thinking he was going to say he was engaged.
"Mom, there's more," Chris continued, "I'm going to be a father."
"A father?" She repeated, "When?"
"Next summer in July, I think," Chris answered, "I plan to ask her to marry me."
"My, you have been busy," She replied. "When can I meet her?"
"I'm not sure. Hopefully soon Mom," Chris told her, "We were riding horses today when a cougar attacked us. It chased us down the mountain and Lori had a gun in her saddlebag. It went off and the bullet hit her. She's going to be stuck here for a few days but she'll be all right. The baby though is still in a small amount of danger."
"Oh that's terrible," Mrs. Irvine said, "Do you have to work this week?"
"No actually, I'm off on a three week vacation," Chris responded.
"Chris, you stay right there with her," Mrs. Irvine ordered him, "I'll be praying for you both dear. I'm going to let you go now. Bye dear."
"Bye Mom," Chris replied and hung up the phone.