In my new romantic suspense novel, Bella Lucia, the main characters, Lucas and Gwen DeStafano are struggling in their faith as they wait on God for his answer to their prayers—for Him to bless them with a child of their own. I won’t give away any secrets to the ending of the novel, but will tell you this: God is good; He’s not early, never late and always on time.
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A moment later, he came into the kitchen and got to work on the salad. “So how was your day?”
“It was good. I had lunch with Kari. I’ve almost completed the edits on my manuscript and did more online marketing for Blind Date.”
He cut the lettuce and put it in the salad spinner. “So how was lunch?”
She listened to the noise of the spinning and tried to decide how to answer. “It was nice,” she said finally.
“Are you sure?”
“Kari’s my best friend. She knows me well and figured me out without me saying a word.”
Lucas laughed. “Maybe she should work for me.”
“I’m sure she’d love that. You’d probably psychoanalyze her all the time.” She took the salad bowl from his hands and dressed the lettuce with balsamic vinegar, olive oil, and seasonings. He shut the burner off and drained the pasta. After they sat down and he prayed a blessing for the meal, Gwen offered up Kari’s suggestion. “She thinks I need to get involved in something to distract my mind right now.”
Lucas leaned closer. “I can distract you, if you’d like.”
“Watch your shirt, honey. You’re going to get sauce on it.”
“Oh, what’s a little sauce gonna hurt?”
She rolled her eyes. “I care because I have to do the laundry.”
He finally moved away from his plate. “Let’s get back to the distraction topic. I have some ideas.”
“We’ve been married too long, because that’s exactly what I told Kari you’d say…how you could distract me.”
“Well, it wouldn’t be all bad, right?”
“I’ll take you up on those ideas,” she replied in between bites. “But maybe there’s something to Kari’s suggestion.”
Lucas took a sip of red wine. “And what does she propose you do?”
“She thinks maybe I should get involved in a children’s ministry.”
Watching him, she imagined smoke coming from his ears as the wheels seemed to turn in his mind. “What a great idea.”
“You don’t think it would be too hard? I mean being around little kids.”
“It might help. At least think about doing it. We’ll pray about it tonight.”
“Okay, doctor’s orders. I’ll think about it.”
“This could be good for you.”
They finished eating, and Gwen anticipated curling up on the sofa with Lucas. They picked a few shows from their DVR to watch before heading to bed. She enjoyed spending time with her husband, and she loved how he liked being a homebody with her. They made such a great pair. The love in their home was strong, and she knew deep in her soul that God called her to motherhood. Her heart was filled with love to shower on a baby. She longed to hear giggles and the pitter‑patter of little feet traipsing around their home.
What would it feel like to trip over building blocks strewn across the floor? Theirs was a grown‑up home just waiting to be filled with toys and baby stuff. She needed to trust. One day at a time, they’d get through this.