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Resignation, Part 13

This is  a fiction series that I have been writing for a while.  After a two week break for Christmas, I have resumed it.  You can find the other chapters at my Fiction page.

Donald let the screen door slam as he walked in.  How many times had he fussed at the kids just a few years before for that very thing.  Once he had thought that some grandkids might let that door slam and he would be able to carry that tradition on.  Now, he just let it slam, savoring the memories that the sound brought with it.

Donald walked into the kitchen at about the same time Laura walked out of the bathroom.  Her eyes looked at his, expectantly.  She had that “What happened?” look that he had seen so many times.  He would tell her in a minute, but for now he just wanted to hug her.  He wasn’t sure which of them needed it more, but he definitely knew that he needed to be held.

After a few moments, Donald pulled away and walked into the living room.  As tired as he was, he wanted to sit down.  He knew that he could not stand and tell her.  He sat down in the recliner, while Laura moved to the couch.  She sat down without a word, giving Donald the time he needed to gather his faults.  Then he recounted the meeting.

“It was downright evil.  Bill was irrational in the way he began to berate everyone in the room.  I think the deacons finally saw what we had been through over the past year.  The meeting was adjourned and here we are.”

Laura was almost shaking.  “What are we going to do now?”

Donald looked at her and smiled.  “We’re going to do what we planned to do all along.  We’re going to begin packing.  We’re going to finish out the month here.  We’re going to move and the Lord is going to take care of us like He always had.”

Laura looked away.  “Do you think we’ll be ok here?  Do you think Bill will give us any more grief?”

Donald looked at the ceiling for a moment.  “He might, but I think they pulled his fangs as far as how much damage he can cause for a while.  I don’t really think he can lead the deacons out of paper sack after today.”

Laura smiled for the first time that day it seemed.  “What are you going to say to the church?  You know half the county will know about today soon enough.”

Donald scrunched up his face and shook his head.  “I’m not going to worry about that.  I’m going to preach eight more messages.  I’m going to lead four more prayer meetings.  I’m going to encourage the church to form a search team so they can line up some guys to fill the pulpit.  And I’m going to pastor for the next month.”

About that time the phone rang.  Donald looked at the caller I.D. and saw that it was Ben Hayes, one of his oldest preacher friends in the area.  He picked up the phone and talked to Ben for a few minutes.  He hung up and came back to Laura.

“That was Ben.  He was just checking on me.  He said that he knew of several churches that would be in need of some supply soon and a few might need an interim pastor.  I told him we might want to just visit for a few weeks to have some recovery time before we jump into anything.”  Donald smiled as he relayed this to Laura.

Laura looked at him with a weary smile.  “Visiting for a while will be nice, but you will be itching to get back in the pulpit soon enough.  Let’s visit Ben’s a church and a couple of others.  Then get back at it.  And you will make a great interim pastor.  Some of these churches could benefit from what we’ve been through.”

Donald nodded his head.  “Sounds good to me.  Sounds like a great adventure the Lord has planned for us going forward.”

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  1. December 29, 2012 at 9:11 am

    I’ve loved this story Larry. Almost wanted to say “been there done that” but I refrained. Had an elder once say when I wasn’t around “it’s either Bill or me.” I lost. But turned out to be a great blessing in many ways. An adventure ensued…one I am still on.

    • December 29, 2012 at 9:15 am

      Thanks Bill. There’s more coming. The church has to find a new pastor now, right?

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