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"Look I'm sorry about yesterday…"

"…No, it's nothing, you don't have to blame yourself for it...I just want to say that. God loves us, and whatever situation you are facing right now it shall come to pass. For God is able, continue reading from his book of life, you will never be shaken by any situation that may come your way."

"Wow… J.R! Have you heard that?"

"Where's Joe?" she asked

"Look my lady whatever course you are doing; I solemnly think you should leave it!"

"Why?" she narrowed her eyes in concern.

"Because I think you should be a social worker or a Psychologist. What do you think Joe?"

"Yeah you are probably, right… ah… ah damn this…"

"Are you ok?" she asked

"… Pipe I can't seem to tie it properly!"

"Ha! And I was amazed since when have you become a mechanic?" Musa laughed his lungs out.

"To have some little faith wouldn't hurt you know!"

"I think you should leave it to the professionals, there's no any other way… hey Lindy what would you like to have?"

"Please this time around, just a cold drink."

"What flavor?"

"Twist lemon…"

"And a coke for me please,"

I got out from the car; I undressed my vest and tried to wipe the oil out. I did not know which side she was seated. I don't know what's up with girls and six packs they all don't have that same likeness towards guys who happened to have a one pack a fat tummy, as I wiped myself she stared at my abs, and chest, my arm muscles and my neck. She gazed at me, lost focus even though when Moos was handing her, her drink. I thought I had to set her free.

"Didn't your parents taught you that it is rude to stare," she was dazed.

"Did it not occur in your mind that you should have become a model?" she tried to shy away.

"Ha… ha… and you will be my manager right?"

"And I could make a lot of millions by signing you up first!"

"Would you guys stop flirting and take your drinks."

"Thanks for the drinks Moos…"

"Tell me why do you girls stare at our bodies?"

"Oh you really want me to answer that?" she took a sip from her drink.

"Yes please!"

"Tell me why do you guys stare at our boobs and butts?"

"Oh, I have forgotten that you answer a question with a question?"

"Am glad that you now know me," she then took another sip from her soda.

"Wow you guys make a funny couple!" said Musa.

"What!" we both spoke at the same time.

Time flew, I went to shower And dressed up for church when I climbed down the stairs you could tell that Lindy had her own imaginations running through her brains, the Angels of God seemed to work in my favor. This made my quest to be easier.

"Ok let's go guys,"

"Aah… aah am not traveling with you guys to church I'll wait for Mom and Dad." He said.

"Why are you not coming with us Moos," asked Lindy

"Because you guys went all out: it's Friday night for goodness sake! We are going to church: for crying out loud!" He expressed.

"Whoa! Whoa, stop being so melon-dramatic and let's go!"

"Nope am not going, you go on together you both, wore matching colors, and I'm the one reserved! No! I'm not coming with you."

"Mxm am going."

"Bye! Bye, you drive safely and make sure you protect that pretty face of yours Ms. Lindy."

I opened the door for her. I then sat on the driver's seat. I drove towards Trevors house. Along the way she had many questions.

"Has Moos always have been like this tembarrassed, but rl' you have brought home?"

"No! He hasn't am also surprised by his actions ."

"That's weird!" she did not want to believe me.

"Yeah it is… it's all because of you!"

"Because of me, how is that so?"

"Because Lindy you are the first girl I've ever brought home!"

"Oh!" she popped out her eyes.

"Yeah,"

"So technically you are trying to tell me that you don't have a girlfriend?" her question left me embarrassed but then I had to answer her.

"Yes I don't!"

"Why would a handsome guy like you not have a girlfriend?" Handsome, she said I'm handsome, that left me blushing.

"I don't know! … Excuse me I need to make a phone call!"

"Ok!"

"Hey Mon… I am outside your gates… are you going to church?"

"Yes Mon… Am coming?"

"What is 'Mon'…? Have you guys shortened Monk?"

"Nope,"

"So which word have you taken?"

"It's Monsieur in all,"

"Monsieur,"

"Yeah it's a French word used to address a fellow brother or an elder!"

"Wow,"

"Hey what's up Mon…? Why weren't you in school today? Hey Lind... so... you are joining us tonight." Trevor entered the car and we drove off heading to church.

"Joe invited me,"

"So to answer to your question, I slept at my scrap room. I painted 6 painting, and did not finish the seventh one I was tired!"

"At what time did you sleep?" asked Lindy.

"Around 3 am."

"Jesus! Mon… are you trying to kill yourself with paint."

"We have arrived… This is where I fellowship."

We walked into the church, we as brethren's in our church we take weekdays services important. The Lord uses different people to minister his word! The spirit of the Lord Manifests and dwells to those who have accepted Christ and…. The Lord has chosen his brethren's to be baptized by, fire, and in spirit. During our weekday services we get to grow spiritually through our Lord and Savior, we do half of the programs that we do on Sundays. Our leader our father, the man of God does not minister nor preach during the week but fellow Christians preach. We all wait in awe, for we do not know whom the spirit will appoint on that evening. After we have sung and danced, we take it to the next level.

We give God the highest praises, we worship him not just to open our mouths, and we shout praises to him giving him all the glory. We do praise him but it's not enough, we gather together four times in a week Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday. It's not enough the Cherubim and Seraphim worship him night and day calling him; you are Holy, only one Holy God there's none like you.

Pastor Nkosi took the stand and greeted all the brethren's inside the house of God.

"Hey am sorry to interrupt you." I whispered "this is our Pastor he doesn't preach on weekdays but he chooses anyone from the congregation."

"Oh ok, so you mean that he works in spirit?" she also whispered. "And there's a possibility that he might choose me or you?"

"Yes anyone could be …"

"Come on son, come and share with us." That was coming from the background as I was busy whispering to Lindy. I did not know that the Holy Spirit had chosen me to minister that evening. I saw the look and the attention given to me that, I had to take the stand.

I love the Lord, but I never thought that my faith has reached a level where I would stand in front of a congregation and Minister God's word.

I took my bible as the brethren clapped their hands. I went to the pulpit, I could feel God's presence on my shoulders a part of me wanted to cry because of the heat, I felt at the pulpit I looked at them and sang a song!

"You are holy my Lord!

You are holy!

You are holy my Lord!

You are holy!

You are holy my Lord!

You are holy!"

After singing I said a short prayer just to strengthen me.

Lord here I am your servant!

Use me the way you want,

Speak to your people towards me! If today is what you have planned for me?

To minister your word Lord! Let thy will be done!

I'm your servant whatever you want me to do I'll do it!

Whatever my God you want to say, I'll say it!

Lord I am ready! I'm ready! I'm ready.

Amen.

May we please all be seated? Greetings brethren in the name of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ! Am standing here today brethren's I wasn't prepared for this! And my standing here today,

Doesn't mean that I'm neither wiser nor holier than anyone among you,

I don't do things accordingly,

Hallelujah!