No Ordinary Noel by Pat G'Orge-Walker

Author:Pat G'Orge-Walker
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp.
Published: 2012-09-27T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

“Pastor!” Further words were unnecessary as Sister Betty’s feet moved ahead of her mind. She wasted no time in rushing toward the door. It was hard to tell by her stride and the way she knocked over a few chairs if she even realized she’d dropped her Bible onto a table and the blessed oil canister on the floor.

While the others stood dazed and undecided, Trustee Noel quickly put aside his displeasure with his pastor and made a move. His skinny body wound through the crowd like a snake. In just a few seconds, he joined Sister Betty, who’d already reached the reverend’s side.

“We weren’t expecting you,” Sister Betty said as she led the pastor to an empty seat. She wanted to say more, but by that time, Cheyenne had joined them.

“It makes no sense at all,” Sister Betty whispered. “He said he wouldn’t come. He was on a shut-in.”

Trustee Noel paid no attention to what Sister Betty questioned. His pastor looked terrible. Grabbing a water glass off the table, the trustee filled it and offered it to the reverend.

Reverend Tom accepted the water and after taking a few sips, he looked around the room and waved his hand over the crowd, but he still did not speak.

Trustee Noel stepped back a few feet to see what would happen next. He wasn’t too certain about his pastor’s reaction once the man realized who’d given him the drink of water.

It wasn’t that Trustee Noel thought his pastor would flip over a cup of something cold to drink, as he had over a twenty-five million dollar tithe offering, but Trustee Noel had seen enough drama for the night. He turned and galloped to the other side of the fellowship hall. All that did was place him with the ones he least wanted to be near, Bea and Sasha.

The only way to stop the gawking was to start the Bachelor Auction. The seniors began to bid on hope, faith, and some of the most uncharitable bachelors around. Sasha had promised some of the single women she’d stack the deck in their favor and she did. It wasn’t ten minutes after the bidding closed and the winners were announced that Sasha placed high on the top of their hit list.

One of the singles, Miss Vickie, who was also a Christian comedienne, had flown all the way from Dallas for a shot at matrimony. Perhaps she wasn’t specific enough about the man she wanted. Miss Vickie was all of five feet nine. Her bachelor was shy of five feet by about five inches. Miss Vickie accepted the additional sky miles added to her winnings, hoisted the short fella onto her shoulder and carried him out of there.

Meanwhile Sister Betty and Cheyenne took the reverend into the hallway. Walking toward the elevator to his office. Sister Betty spoke. “Glad to see you did come,” she said for the second time. She was surprised he finally answered.

“I only came because Miss Cheyenne called and said you needed me.

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