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Of course, she thought and glanced at the clock, I’m going to be late for my shift. Her fingers anxiously tapped the steering wheel as she stared at the light and began to wonder why it was even red. The streets were deserted. She waited. And stared, until her eyes fell on a big LED billboard just as it changed.
Looking for a place to call home?
CHRIST CALVARY CHAPEL
Sunday Services 9:30 and 11:00 a.m.
44 W. Pike Blvd.
Her heart stopped in her chest and then raced. She wondered if she was having a panic attack. She stretched across the seat reaching for a scrap of paper and a pen. Keeping one eye on the traffic light she riffled through the scramble of purse contents on the floorboard. Jotting down the church information on the back of her doctor’s appointment card, she convinced herself all of this was coincidence. Nevertheless, she double-checked every detail with the sign before it changed again.
Sunday morning, she awoke before the alarm clock went off. I’m not going. I mean why should I go? Well, what if none of this was a coincidence. What if He is real? Hello? God, did you hear that? She stayed in bed having a one-sided conversation in her head until the alarm bleared. She jumped up and got in the shower.
Thirty minutes later she was drinking a Coke and eating stale crackers in the car on the way to the church. The church was easy to find. She’d seen it before just never paid it much attention. Last Christmas people were dressed like Mary, Joseph, and the shepherds standing out in front of this church in a homemade stable with a spotlight. She wondered why anyone would stand out in the cold by choice.
Before she could dust the crumbs off of her lap, a man greeted her in the parking lot. He startled her actually; she was so caught up in her thoughts.
“Good morning, and welcome to Christ Calvary. My name is Herb. Can I help you find where you’re going?”
“Umm,” she stammered not knowing what to say. She wasn’t exactly sure what she was doing there or where she was supposed to go. What was she going to say to him? Hey, I think God asked me to come. Do you know where I can find Him?
“I’m not really sure where I’m supposed to go.”
“Well, this is the Bible study hour. After that we’ll have a chapel service. Can I show you to a Bible study class?”
“Sure,” she managed, wondering again what in the world she was doing there.
“I’m sorry,” Herb chatted amiably, “I don’t think I caught your name.”
“Oh,” she kept getting caught off guard. “Hello” she thrust her hand out, “My name is…Amber.”
To be continued…
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