“Ken, you’re making a mess!”
His mind snatched out of a daydream and back to the dull church walls. The beige paint dripped from the paintbrush and onto the floor. He cleared his mind and cleaned the paint from the floor.
Kendle Minister hated painting; especially walls that seemed to never reveal brilliance.
“Sorry.”
Destiny went back to writing in her journal, she poured out her dreams within the pages of her journal, her emphasis in preaching and teaching God’s people. “Lord, I know one day you will send me a godly husband. My prayer is that he will love you, your word, and your ministry even more than I do. I want to serve you Lord. I’ll love him no matter what…”
“Ken! You need to pay attention to what you’re doing!”
The booming voice of Green Complasent, the Associate Pastor startled Ken. Standing over six feet tall, Mr. Complasent demanded attention when he walked into a room.
“I’m sorry Mr. Complasent. The paint dripped from my brush. I’ll clean it up. I promise!”
“Well, see to it that you do. We’re having a choir practice in a few hours and I don’t want the church floor splattered with paint. Besides, Pastor DuGood is flying in tonight for a few hours before he flies to that Christian conference in Africa. I don’t want him to see a mess.”
“Yeah, I know. I’m just finishing
up this wall and then I’ll clean my mess.”
Pastor Idle DuGood, the senior Pastor, is known to be a very persuasive and anointed man. He spends most of his time traveling from place to place to minister around the world. Approximately once a month he comes home to teach on a Sunday morning. His associate pastor, Green Complasent runs the church in his absence.
Destiny’s mind jerked out of a daydream and back to the associate pastor.
“Mr. Complasent, I noticed Jezzy and her brother Wolf are really getting involved the church. They seem like nice people. But I haven’t met their parents. Do you know them?”
“No. They just moved here a couple months ago. Her and her brother seems to be the only ones who go to church. I don’t see the parents none. Can’t tell ya what kinda people they are.”
Glancing about the room, Destiny stuttered, “Well. I mean. I was just wonderin. You know. Like, her brother, Wolf. Does he seem okay to you?”
A grin creased across his face, “Destiny, I think someone’s got an eye on a boy!”
“No. No, not really. I mean. They’ve been hangin out with us, but I don’t know. I mean, I was just wonderin what kind of people they are, that’s all.”
“Well, let’s see. All’s I know is that the boy’s name is Deseever Wolfgang Fears. His sister’s name is Jezebel Fears. They started coming here a few months ago. Gotten active in the ministries right from the get-go. I was really glad. Our choir was getting pretty bad. It seems like nobody cares anymore; like you gotta pull things out of ‘em. So, I was glad when Jezzy started singing. She seems to bring about some kind of energy. It’s like she wants to pump things up. You know what I mean?”
“Yeah. She does have a strong drive about her. Maybe she’ll be a good thing for our choir. She’s very bold. I kinda like that about her.”
“Now, Wolf seems a little quiet. He’s been helpin me in all the weekly prayer groups. Pretty handy actually. In fact, I’m having him come over to my house after practice tonight and start building cabinets for my reading room.”
“Oh that’s great!”
“You know…” tapping his finger on his chin. “Why don’t you and your brother come over tonight too. Maybe we can get Wolf to bring his sister Jezzy too. I’ll get Ruth to cook us up something nice.”
“That sounds like fun!”
“Ken, would you like to come along?”
Placing the paintbrush on top of the paint bucket, Ken squatting, stood and stretched his body, turning to face Mr. Complasent.
“Yeah. That’s fine with me. It’ll be great to break away and get to know the new people.”
“Okay. Then it’s a deal. I’ll call Ruth in a minute and let her know our plans for tonight. I want ya’ll there at 7pm.”
“Thanks for askin us over Mr. Complasent. I think it’ll be great,” Destiny responded.
“Destiny, what are you writing?” Green asked sitting on the pew next to her.
“Oh, the usual. I write things the Lord shows me, my prayers to Him, and all the things I would love to do in my lifetime.”
“I think that’s great! You know, writing your prayers and visions solidify that word in your heart ya know.”
“That’s what I’m hoping for. I have big dreams written. There’s no way I can do it alone.”
“Well, good. You keep dreamin and prayin big. God knows your heart. He won’t let you down. Believe in Him and He always makes a way for your purpose.”
“That’s my prayers Mr. Complasent. One day, I will live my dream.”
Rising from the pew, Green motioned to Destiny and Ken, “Well kiddos, I’m headin out. But don’t forget about tonight. I’ll have the Mrs. Cook a nice dinner. I’ll call Wolf and Jezzy and make sure they can make it too. I’ll see ya later guys!”
“Bye Mr. Complasent. See ya later!”
