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○●Dana●○

Watching Pastor Rodgers speak a little before he introduces the choir.
I'm sitting here thinking.
There's a lot that I am guilty of, but I'm not different from others. We all bleed the same blood, but that doesn't stop these people from looking at me like I don't need to be up here leading devotional.

"Cmon' Dana Give us a song."
Pulling me out of my thoughts I stood up walking to the mic.

"Praise the Lord everybody!"

The Congregation shouts "Praise the Lord."
I take a small breath and start an old song that my grandma use to sing long time ago.
Lay your hands on me Jesus.
I feel God moving on the inside. It makes so excited. But I do know that when I leave church I'll still be a sinner and my sins will be despised by God and the church.

We finish the song and I'm a bit sweaty. The choir and I have a seat.

" y-you know ... God has anointed Sis. Dana tremendously. Every time she steps up here... I'm blessed! It helps God and I connect More and More.." He shakes his head. "God bless you sister."

After the statement, I felt relieved. Just to find out that my pastor doesn't have anything against me.
Thank you Jesus. I say to myself.

After Service I decided to go home.
I'm tired, and my boo thang is coming over.
Driving on the road I get a call.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Dana."

"P-Pastor?."
He chuckles.

"Yeah um, I apologize for calling you and you know .. you're not aware of who it is but, I wanted to speak with you after service. And one of the members told me you were already gone."

"Oh , well I'm sorry. I should've stayed a little, what did you wanna talk about?"

"Pardon me about this but could you come for dinner? My daughter is cooking and she asked about you a little bit before service."
What's crazy is, Pastor and I are a year apart. He had a daughter 14 years ago out of wedlock, he wasn't saved then... he's talked about it a lot in church.

"That's fine with me pasto-"

"Oh... please, call me Eric." I smiled. You see, the pastor has never been married. I'm getting a picture of us in my head. But I'm not right, I'm not even... I'm just gone push that to the back of my mind.

"Danaaa, Dana!"
Realizes that I was in space.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm headed right over."

"Alright see you then ,drive safely."

We hang up.

I headed over to the neighborhood by My boo thang's daughter's school.

Passing the school, turning in the neighborhood where all of these two story homes are.

I soon pulled up. Spraying my best perfume before I cut the car off and got out.

Walking to the door with my hair swaying back and forth.

I reach the door ringing the doorbell, and my phone buzzes.
I reach down digging in my purse and the door swings open.
The pastor had changed, and his attire is well put together... I mean his house attire.

I smiled. "Hi.." I'm so nervous especially because this is my pastor.

"Well don't you just stand there come on in.." He said smoothly. I walked in.

Looking around a little before he closed the door.
"Ciara! Dana is here!"
He yelled from downstairs and his daughter came running downstairs hugging me tightly.
I hug back laughing a little.
"Hey Ciara how you been?"
  She released me from her arms looking at me.
"I've been real good Ms.Dana! I missed you much much much!" She squealed. I was smiling too.
"I've missed you too."

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