“Lord, Paul prayed three times for release from the thorn in the flesh that was bothering him. And You refused him. I have prayed two times for a wife. I am going to pray once more. Perhaps You will refuse me a third time, too, Lord, and if You do, I shall never again bring up the question. I’m going to write it here in my Bible.” I opened the Bible to the back cover and scribbled one last notation, “Prayed . . . for . . . wife . . . third time . . . Witte, July 7 . . . 1957.” Then I closed the Bible with a snap. “Some people, Lord, are built for the lonely walk. But not me, please. Not me.”
