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Resignation, Part 44

Dale walked into the bathroom to brush his teeth.  It had been a long day and he was read to hit the hay.  Melissa was already in bed, patiently waiting as he went through his normal routine.  He was always a tad later than her, had  been throughout their marriage.  He finally finished and made his way to his side of the bed.

Dale could sense that Melissa was still awake.  Normally, she was already asleep.  If she was still awake, it meant that she wanted to talk about something.  He had felt her wanting to talk to him all night, but she couldn’t because of the kids.  Finally they would be alone, just before sleep.  He thought he knew what she wanted to say.  In fact, he was wanting to have the same talk  with her.  It was time.

“You’re awake.  I can tell by the way you’re breathing.”  Dale laid down and pulled the covers up.  It was supposed to be a chilly night, but they were starting to warm up as spring was marching slowly toward them.  He looked forward to the warm weather.  The boys would be trying out for Little League soon and they would be making their way to practices and games.  It would take a lot of their time, but there was not much he would rather do.

Melissa rolled over and smiled.  She was still as beautiful as the day she and Dale married.  What amazed Dale was how much more godly she was than him.  She far exceeded him in her time in prayer.  He couldn’t count how many times her wisdom had kept them, him, out of trouble.

“You’re falling in love with this church.”  Melissa said this just as matter of fact as if she said she was going to the grocery store.  There was no excitement, good or bad, in her voice.

Dale turned to his right.  Melissa had said in just a few words what he had been unable to admit to himself.  He was growing more attached to these people each week.  He realized that he was wasn’t really built for being an interim pastor.  He needed to find the congregation that the Lord had for him.  He hoped that the search team would find someone soon, before it got even worse.

“You’re right.  I didn’t think I would feel this way, knowing that I was just temporary.  That’s just not the way it’s turning out, though.”

“Well, what if you became the permanent pastor here?  Would that be so bad?”

Dale looked at her and then back up to the ceiling.  He had wondered the same thing.  Would it be bad to end up here?  Sure, there were issues.  There was a lot of healing that needed to take place.  Most of all, though, they needed God’s man who would love them, who had a vision from the Lord.  More and more, he felt like he had that vision.

“I won’t approach them with it.  I don’t think that would be kosher.  If they approached me, then I thin it would be ok to talk to them.”

“I would love it.  I didn’t think I would like it, but I like this church, I like these people.  I could see us being here for a while.”

Dale thought about that for a minute.  He would never consider a church if Melissa wasn’t completely on board.  Any warning signs from her was enough to give him plenty of doubt about a situation.  He remembered a couple that he had passed on early in their marriage.  When he heard what had happened to the guys that ended up there, he praised the Lord for the wife he had been given.

Melissa turned back away and looked at the ceiling as well.  Dale could almost hear the wheels turning in her head.  He knew that what was coming would probably be the best course of action.  He waited patiently for her to tell him what was going on in that head of hers.

“Well, there’s only one thing for us to do then.”  Melissa turned back toward him as she said it.

“What’s that?”  Dale looked into the blue eyes that had caught his eye so many years ago.

“We’re just going to have to pray about it.”  Melissa just smiled.

Dale smiled back.  “Let’s do it.”  They held hands and began going to the Lord with what was on their hearts.

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