Christmas Rescue Route by LoRee Peery

Author:LoRee Peery
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: christian Fiction
Publisher: Pelican Book Group
Published: 2015-08-14T04:00:00+00:00

7

Everett Kahn led Brock into his pine-lined den. “Great room for a man to hang out.”

“Thanks. I have to keep it in order, or my wife lets me know she can’t see the tops of the furniture. That youngest daughter of mine, though, makes her presence known. If Izzy’s interested in a new adventure, she spreads brochures and maps and printed information all over the place.”

“Such as?”

“Oh, she’s enthusiastic about new experiences, particularly if they’re outdoors. She even tried rock climbing but never went again when her friends scaled a crevice so tight a body could hardly breathe between the cliffs.”

“She had a nightmare early this morning. I figured there was more to it than being trapped in her car.”

Everett cleared his throat and clapped Brock on the shoulder blade. “About that. She’ll have to tell you. I will say she’s been in tight places a couple times. Now, that food is smelling mighty inviting. Let’s pass through the other rooms on the way. I can’t thank you enough, and the Lord enough, for coming to my daughter’s aid. We all owe you.”

“Not at all. I believe God chose for me to be on that route at the right time. He brings people of His choice into the lives of others.” Pride threatened to override humility at the way Izzy’s family kept praising him.

“What do you do for a job, Brock?”

The great room, he guessed, was thirty feet by twenty-four. He smoothed a hand over the support post behind a loveseat. “I’m a jack-of-all-trades and have the good fortune of picking up fast on how things work. That’s a good thing since I can get bored easily.”

“You can do electrical, plumbing, construction? Where do you actually work?”

“Sorry, sir, I didn’t answer your question, running through my mind how this room started out as two smaller ones. I’m facilities manager for Wildwood Community, a large church in west Lincoln, not the one where Dad pastors now.” He didn’t add that for him to work at the larger church would be the answer to his dad’s dream. Well, not the job Brock did now, but something grand like being an assistant pastor. Would Brock ever see himself as good enough to meet Dad’s expectations? “So, yes to what you said, plus some mechanics. I tried school for mechanics, but so much is done with computers now. Contrary to the bulk of my generation, I hate the things and I even use a dumb phone.”

“As long as your job brings you joy, that’s all that matters. We all need people to clean toilets.” Everett stopped. His cheeks reddened. “I apologize. That’s a bad comparison.”

“No worries. I know I have more value than cleaning toilets.” One thing for sure. I’m not getting paid for what would bring me happiness.

“You misunderstand. No menial task was beyond our Savior. He wants us here to serve one another. By caring for a house of worship, your works are valuable.”

“I do try to put others first.”

Ardith Kahn led the family in a procession of steaming dishes.

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