Raelyn by Laura Scott

Author:Laura Scott [Scott, Laura]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Laura Iding

Isaiah scrolled through one mug shot after another. He recognized two individuals who spent time in the drug rehab facility where he offered support as a counselor. He hadn’t been an addict, but he’d done his best to use his experience of being shot and being saved by God to coach the residents in turning their lives around. Unfortunately, so many of their residents relapsed that he’d found the experience more frustrating and emotionally draining over time. He didn’t think he was helping as much as he wanted to.

That was when he’d gone the route of becoming a pastor. God had saved him for a reason, and he was trying to follow God’s plan. He’d thought that being a pastor would enable him to reach out to more of the people who lived around him, not just the addicts, but those who were lost, needed guidance, or who came from abusive situations, like Pinky.

But so far, he hadn’t been nearly as successful as he’d hoped. Despite how he continued to pray to God for guidance.

His failure weighed heavily on his shoulders.

The soft knock on the door nearly had him jumping out of his skin. He rose to his feet, but Raelyn beat him to it, placing her eye against peephole first, then opening the door to allow the server to bring in their tray.

“Thank you,” Raelyn said, providing a tip.

“Sure.” The server glanced nervously at the weapon she’d left on the table.

“I’m a cop,” Raelyn quickly explained. She dug in her pocket for her badge. The guy visibly relaxed.

“Okay. Please set the tray outside your door when you’re finished.”

Isaiah glanced at her. “You should probably put the gun back in your ankle holster.”

She narrowed her gaze. “I left it out so it would be close at hand if I needed it.” She gestured to the tray. “Let’s eat.”

Isaiah almost pressed the issue but decided that would be futile. His aversion to guns had a lot to do with being shot at close range, but he understood her need to defend herself. And him. He turned to the table and pushed the computer aside to make room for their plates. Then he took his seat and held out his hand.

After a brief hesitation, she took it. Her fingers were slender and a little cold. He held her hand gently, resisting the powerful urge to pull her into his arms.

When she glanced at him questioningly, he realized she was waiting for him to say grace. “Dear Lord Jesus, we thank You for keeping us safe in Your care today. Please continue to guide us to the truth so that those around us can be safe, especially the children in Your care. Amen.”

“Amen.” She gave his hand a brief squeeze. “Thanks, Isaiah. I have to admit, it does seem like God is watching over us. Well, more you than me,” she added.

“Not just me,” he hastened to correct her. “God is there for you, Raelyn, whenever you decide to seek Him.”

She tugged her hand away to pick up her wrap.

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