need you to lead us. Amen.
Chapter 4
Faith was in the living room praying when she heard a car door close. Please help me Lord to say the right things and to apologize. Where it goes from there, I’ll trust in your leading. In Jesus Name, Amen.
The front doorbell rang a few seconds later. Faith walked to the intercom and asked who it was. “Nathan Lindstrom” the voice answered. Faith opened the door and stepped out onto the porch. “Hi”
“Hello Faith. Are you ready to go?”
“Yes.” She answered shyly as she held out her hand. Nathan took her hand and escorted her down the stairs. “Bye Leah”
“Bye Rach, Bye Nathan” Leah laughed from the side of the house
“How did you know she was there?” he asked incredulously
“She would have heard you through the intercom. I knew she would come to investigate.”
Nathan laughed and helped her to settle in the car. He drove them to a local coffee shop then led her to the counter to order. She handed the clerk the money before Nathan could after placing her order.
“My apology, my treat.” She said as they sat down after their coffees were prepared
“Are you a mind reader too? That’s how you knew I wanted more shelves in my office.” He joked
“Should I apologize first or explain first?”
“I’m not sure you owe me an apology so explain first. The painting at my house?”
“I overheard you tell someone as you walked past me.”
“My car?”
“You were on my mind that morning so I prayed for guidance. Then I called Mason’s wife. It seemed a relief after making that call. If you didn’t need him, then no harm sending him to your house.”
“The cleaning at the church?”
“Sam’s wife mentioned it to me. She knew I had organized a cleaning day previously.”
“The shelves at my house? I can figure that one out, I told your father.”
“Yes.”
“But you shouldn’t have paid for them.”
“I didn’t.”
“Who did?”
“My secret for all time.”
“Fair enough”
“The shelves in my office at church?”
“Mostly a lucky guess. Jeremy and Leah mentioned you had tons of books at your house. So I assumed you would at church too. Or over time you would accumulate them. My father told me once that there weren’t many shelves in there.”
“Now, will you tell me why?”
“Help the Flock. My calling. Whatever, whenever, however.”
“How did no one know it was you? Each time I asked where the phone call came from or the email and I got dozens of different answers.”
“Help the Flock has dozens of different email addresses so I can remain anonymous. Most of the people at church know about the ministry, not that I am behind it. And I would like to keep it that way. The only reason you know is because you happened to call it, then move here. I wouldn’t lie to you about who I was. The phone calls are the same way. I ask my volunteers to call. Mostly they leave messages on behalf of the ministry and people respond.”
“Mason said his wife called him.”
Chapter 4
Faith was in the living room praying when she heard a car door close. Please help me Lord to say the right things and to apologize. Where it goes from there, I’ll trust in your leading. In Jesus Name, Amen.
The front doorbell rang a few seconds later. Faith walked to the intercom and asked who it was. “Nathan Lindstrom” the voice answered. Faith opened the door and stepped out onto the porch. “Hi”
“Hello Faith. Are you ready to go?”
“Yes.” She answered shyly as she held out her hand. Nathan took her hand and escorted her down the stairs. “Bye Leah”
“Bye Rach, Bye Nathan” Leah laughed from the side of the house
“How did you know she was there?” he asked incredulously
“She would have heard you through the intercom. I knew she would come to investigate.”
Nathan laughed and helped her to settle in the car. He drove them to a local coffee shop then led her to the counter to order. She handed the clerk the money before Nathan could after placing her order.
“My apology, my treat.” She said as they sat down after their coffees were prepared
“Are you a mind reader too? That’s how you knew I wanted more shelves in my office.” He joked
“Should I apologize first or explain first?”
“I’m not sure you owe me an apology so explain first. The painting at my house?”
“I overheard you tell someone as you walked past me.”
“My car?”
“You were on my mind that morning so I prayed for guidance. Then I called Mason’s wife. It seemed a relief after making that call. If you didn’t need him, then no harm sending him to your house.”
“The cleaning at the church?”
“Sam’s wife mentioned it to me. She knew I had organized a cleaning day previously.”
“The shelves at my house? I can figure that one out, I told your father.”
“Yes.”
“But you shouldn’t have paid for them.”
“I didn’t.”
“Who did?”
“My secret for all time.”
“Fair enough”
“The shelves in my office at church?”
“Mostly a lucky guess. Jeremy and Leah mentioned you had tons of books at your house. So I assumed you would at church too. Or over time you would accumulate them. My father told me once that there weren’t many shelves in there.”
“Now, will you tell me why?”
“Help the Flock. My calling. Whatever, whenever, however.”
“How did no one know it was you? Each time I asked where the phone call came from or the email and I got dozens of different answers.”
“Help the Flock has dozens of different email addresses so I can remain anonymous. Most of the people at church know about the ministry, not that I am behind it. And I would like to keep it that way. The only reason you know is because you happened to call it, then move here. I wouldn’t lie to you about who I was. The phone calls are the same way. I ask my volunteers to call. Mostly they leave messages on behalf of the ministry and people respond.”
“Mason said his wife called him.”
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