Soul Ties

EPILOGUE 1

Roman
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I have no idea what im doing or even what im going to say, all i do know is that im standing behind the altar doors and i am about to be announced to give a testimony.

I remember the day i spoke to pastor davis about it all. All i said was that something happened to me that made me know who God is, im not the greatest christian but if what happened to me can somehow help another person that's all that matters.

"Relax Roman, it's going to be fine. Just say what you can and let the holy spirit lead you the rest of the way." Zianas voice whispers as she fixes the collar on my Army green cardigan,

For a second I wondered how she knew i was crapping myself to go out there but this hand tremor which has never happened to leave me clearly just told on me before i had the chance to tell myself.

"I suppose your right although It would help if the church didn't have a crowd of 100 million people." I say huffing a breath out and shaking all thoughts away.

"That's why you have the holy spirit to speak for you. God knows if it were you alone we would all be done for." She teases making me poke her rib playfully.

She has been glowing ever since she had my little star, her whole face is radiant and her figure in her matching dark green dress with a black overall coat is modest yet eye catching. Mmmm

"Pray for me?" I ask her, over the past few weeks I've learned that zianas prayer has the effect of none other. What her words can do is amazing. If she prays for my peace i know i will get it.

Her hand finds my own, taking it in its grip tightly as we both close our eyes. Its insane to see how the dynamic of our relationship completely changed. From her being dependent on me to me being dependent on her for my faith.

But thats not for too long, according to pastor davis I should be doing a lot of things in a short amount of time for God. Im excited but nervous in the same breath.

"Lord Jesus, we pray in your name that your eternal peace resides with My love for this sermon. Lord fill his mouth with words that are from you, give him what you need to. Lord Show him yourself in a new light and let this word touch as many people as possible. In Jesus Name we prayed. Amen." She rubs my hand with her own and thats all i need to have enough confidence to go out and do this.

Just in time the doors open and its my turn to go onto the altar. I can see pastor davis holding the mic up for me to take while the sound of clapping overwhelms me.

"I will be right out there waiting for you baby, you've got this." Ziana gets onto her tippy toes to plant a kiss onto my cheek before rushing back out to the main stage.

the final breath i take out almost stings to take but i shake off my hand and begin to walk out. The lights only seem to be that much more blinding and my stomach turns when i see the amount of people all watching on.

Somehow i make it up to the podium and nod my head in respect to pastor davis as i take the mic from his hand. He slaps me on the back once before mouthing best of luck to me and taking his seat along with the rest of the church.

The silence that I am left in is almost worse than the overwhelming clapping that once was. The lights are quickly turn down on my face when I squint upwards at them.