Christina Kirkland loves her church and her job. As she's racing to break the latest news story, little does she know she will soon be the focus of breaking news in Atlanta. Will her job hold her down through the scandal, and will she hold on to her praise through it all?
Walking across the stage, Pastor Pearson wiped his face with his handkerchief and went back to the podium.
“It says those that wait on the Lord shall renew their strength. It didn’t tell you to run out there and do it. See sometimes when you step out to do something you miss out on your destiny because you doing it in your timing and not God’s. You got to learn to operate in the kairos, which is a right or opportune moment, or God’s time; and not the chronos, which is man’s time. We want everything in our time and we don’t want to wait until God’s time. And when we step out and do it in our time rather than waiting on God’s time we get burnt out and wonder why we aren’t getting anywhere, why we aren’t growing, why we have no energy. Because we did not wait…on the Lord. When we wait on the Lord, our strength will be renewed, we shall mount up with wings like eagles. Have you ever seen an eagle gliding and soaring through the air? That wind gets beneath their wings and lifts them up and they glide as though they are one with the air.
"Well that’s how we ought to be…when we wait on God, He is the wind beneath our wings giving us that power to do the unthinkable, to accomplish the unimaginable, and to become majestic. He is that air that we become one with. His Holy Spirit is one with us, because it lives inside of us. But it can’t happen if we don’t wait on the Lord. But now hold that thought, the word of God says wait. But while we waiting, God don’t want us twiddling our thumbs, talkin’ ‘bout ‘oh lawwd…what I’m gon’ do…how I’m gon’ pay my bills, how I’m gon’ find another job, when I’m gon’ get married and have kids of my own.
"Well while you waiting, you better start praising. Praise Him right now for that six figure job that He’s gon’ bless you with; praise Him right now for that new home; praise Him right now for your deliverance and your healing; praise Him right now for your spiritual breakthrough; praise Him right now for your financial blessings; praise Him right now for that man or woman of God He’s gonna bless you with to be your new spouse; praise Him right now for the salvation of your lost loved ones; praise Him right now for your children’s deliverance from drugs, alcohol, disobedience or backsliding. Praise Him right now because He’s worthy, praise Him right now because He’s worthy. I saaaiiiiddd, praise Him right now because He’s worthy. If He don’t ever do nothing else for you praise Him right now because He’s wooorrrrthyyyy!” Pastor Pearson sung this last part as he slid across the stage and started doing a holy dance.
The choir pitched in singing in the background, “I’ve had my share of ups and downs” to Marvin Sapp’s “Praise Him in Advance.” Mother Young passed out on the front pew as she always did during these sermons and the nurses surrounded her, fanning her and placing a prayer cloth over her legs to cover her up.
Then like clockwork Sister Miriam came out into the middle aisle kicked off her shoes and ran around the church. And not to be outdone, Mother Yancey stepped into the middle aisle and gently passed out. But this time the glory of God must have gotten Sister Miriam because she didn’t keep her running to the outer aisles of the church as she usually did; she ran up the middle aisle and boom, tripped right over Mother Yancey. She fell flat on her face and Mother Yancey hollered out and tried to sit up.
Deacon Alexander and Elder Wilson and Elder Mitchell ran to the aisles to help the two of them, but Sister Miriam got mad and slapped at Elder Wilson. Then Mother Yancey got mad at Sister Miriam and told her if she hadn’t been running through the church like a fool, it wouldn’t have happened and she had nobody to be mad at but herself. Sister Miriam got mad and told Mother Yancey she needed to pick a new spot to get slain by the Holy Spirit…and didn’t she know everyone knew she was faking anyway. Mother Young was still slain with the spirit up front. And it took everything in Christina to not burst out laughing at the three of them. Two more deacons and an elder came to the rescue, helped the ladies up and out the sanctuary to the rear.
Christina hummed softly in her car to Donald Lawrence’s “Bless Me” as she pulled out of her parking space at church, and waved goodbye to some of her fellow parishioners. Her mouth was watering for some chicken and greens at “Stella’s Eatz,” her favorite soul food eatery in downtown Atlanta on Auburn Avenue and she couldn’t wait to get there.
Less than 10 minutes into her drive and in between songs on the CD filling the car with soothing gospel melodies, she heard her cell phone buzz. Realizing it was still on vibrate from church, she turned the ringer back on. Christina reached forward to hit the power button on the radio, looked at the ID on her phone’s screen, shook her head and let out a loud sigh. She debated for just a moment whether or not to answer the phone, because she knew lunch was now in one word…over.
“Hi Jill,” she said greeting her producer.
“Where have you been? I’ve been trying to reach you for almost 15 minutes now,” exclaimed a frantic Jill.
“I’m just leaving church heading to get something to eat. My phone must have still been on vibrate,” she explained.
“Okay, well that’s beside the point, I need you to get your butt to Southwest Atlanta right now. There’s unconfirmed reports of a police involved shooting and a homicide. Right now the number of victims hasn’t been confirmed, but we need to get there before anyone else hears about it. Alex and Todd should be there by now or almost there,” Jill said, referring to Christina’s cameraman and van driver.
“What’s the address, Jill?”
“I don’t have an exact address, but it’s off the corner of Derry Wheel Way and Vincent Drive, near South Union Boulevard. It’s a couple of streets over from where that Carter story broke a couple of years back,” Jill explained, referring to a story their station had been the first to report on about a teen who had opened fire on his parents, sisters, and nephew while they were in the home sleeping.
“I know the area, I’m heading there now,” Christina replied. She hung up the phone, breathed another deep sigh and pulled off at the nearest exit. Expertly maneuvering the sleek, sexy, charcoal 2006 Mazda MX-5 Sport back onto the highway, within seconds Christina was heading in the opposite direction.
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Women's fiction author and blogger, Chelle Ramsey brings a refreshing perspective into the lives of her readers and wants them to find entertainment, healing and inspiration in each novel. Using real problems and challenges faced by ordinary people, Chelle wants readers to become empowered to rise above life's adversities, with faith in God, and belief in themselves.
Her stories are relatable to individuals of diverse demographics, who have suffered a loss, been hurt, have low self-esteem, have lost hope, or need a word of encouragement. She strives to take your emotions on a roller coaster ride, one page at a time. Chelle holds an MBA in Human Resource Management, which she puts to use in her Human Resources role by day, while she writes her fiction novels at night. And in her spare time, she’s a blogger, freelance writer, and ghostwriter.
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