Christopher Brown was a born into a Christian household , taught and followed the bible since could talk. You wouldn't be the son of the church anywhere but in service on Sunday beside Pastor, His father. It was one night, that turned into somethi...
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And when thou prayest, thou shalt not be as the hypocrites [are]: for they love to pray standing in the synagogues and in the corners of the streets, that they may be seen of men. Verily I say unto you, They have their reward. - Matthew 6:5
Christopher 9am
The music from inside the church made my stomach churn. I don't remember the last time was here ,but I knew my momma wanted me to be. Biting my lip with Modesty's hand in mine, We walked through the open sanctuary doors. The lady who is a usual usher held out a program for me to take, then she seen my face and took it back .
"Good to see you pastor Brown" she says with a smile .
"I'm nowhere near a pastor"
I smiled back. I walked up to the front in between the aisles of the members singing to the choir I took my seat in the front as I normally did, now with Modesty right next to me. I could tell she wasn't feeling the setting. She could barely sit still in her chair , fiddling with my hand with her legs crossed. Five minutes of sitting and listening to the choir go on with the music, I hear ruffles behind me, air on the back of my neck as a lady sits behind me, for some reason she sat down where momma used to sit, right in between Sister Shauna and my Grandma. She gave me a warm inviting smile, I gave her a slight one back
"Do you know that lady or sum?" apparently Modei was looking at her as well
"Nah" I answered before turning back around as my father stood on the pool pit singing to the song the choir was on , one of my favorite.
The choir calmed and my dad began to go "Amen in the church this morning .. yes, I wanna first start off by saying thank you to all of you who have kept me in your prayers in my time of healing . I'm glad to say I'm feeling much better .. god has been blessing me through it all so I thank you " He looks over to me a small smile formed on his face. I smiled small like back before letting him continue.
--- 1pm
Church ended around twelve,this entire time I've been trying to work up the courage to speak to my father. I mean its not like I really have to, but I promised Modei I would at least say hello and let him know about my whereabouts. But, what is there to say to a nigga you haven't seen in weeks. After what went down and momma being gone, I felt like I said all that I had to say.
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