The Preachas Son

When Sunday morning comes

Jamal sat through the church service ... He did his amen's .... He could feel the entire congregation looking at him ...... He wasn't allowed to sing this Sunday ..... of course he'd been asked not to come to the choir stand ........ He sat through the youth message entitled ........ "Submitting to your parent's and God's Authority" ..... He cringed every time the speaker spoke ........ And he even sat when Dea. Hall prayed this prayer ......

" ... And lord ... please be with our children as they are tempted by the devil ... They are tempted to go to parking lots and sin with people of the same sex ... Father ... Let them knoe .. this is not your way ... your will ..... and they can recover ....... Father ... please guide them ... especially those who are leaders ... and let them submit to their parents ... Father we know you will deliver them from their sins ..... Amen ......"


That prayer wasn't the last straw ... Rev. Brown stood up ..... And spoke these words ..... "Sometimes .... You children are the source of evil in life ... but we must not let the enemy win ... We must stand firm ...... And if that wont work ... take it to the Lord ... he will see you through ....But you must not lose hope ...even as in my own household the spawn of Satan sits manifested in my own flesh and blood ... I know the Lord I serve will and shall prevail ....."
Rev. Brown looked at her son .... Jamal never broke the look .... He knew sumthing had to change ..... After the service ended ... he waited outside his mother's car ... His mother came up and unlocked the car without talking to him ..... Jamal got in with his sisters ..... and they took off ...... "Did you listen to the message this morning boy??" "Yes ....." Jamal said dryly ..... "Yes what??" Rev. Brown asked looking in the rear view mirror ..... "Yes mom ......" "No .... What I tell you??" "Yes..... Rev. Brown ....." Jamal could not believe this ..... "That's better ...." Jamal turned his head and looked out the window ....... They pulled up to the house and Jamal got out the car and went str8 to his room ...... "Don't even think about locking My Door ....... And gimme that phone, and pager ...... U will not be accessing "Them Folk" ....... She said following him in his room

"My pager and my phone u mean right? U don't pay the bill .... These are mine ...." Jamal stood up and walked over to his desk and handed her the cordless phone ..... She snatched the sidekick off his hip ....... "Gimme that BACK!!!! ..." Jamal lunged and grabbed the phone outta her hand ..... "You will not live under my roof and not obey the Lord's Commandments!!" She slapped him so hard ..... Jamal had never been hit before by either of his parents ...... The rest of the family came upstairs to see what the commotion was about .......

Jamal's dad grabbed his mother ...... "Whats going on in here??" he asked ..... "Your son is laying up with male whores ... that's whats going on here ....." Rev. Brown broke down in tears .... Why her son ........ Why must she be tested in this way she wondered ..... Jamal lay on his bed ... unable to move .... "Go out of the room ..... I'll talk with him ....." Rev. Brown looked at her husband .... And left the room .... Once the door was closed ...... Deacon Brown looked at his son ..... "Are you ...uh ...." "I think so dad ... I .....I didn't mean to do anything like this ... I would never try and hurt you guys on purpose ... I ... I love yall ....." Jamal turned away ...h e did not want his dad to see him cry ......

Dea. Brown sat down on the bed ... the blow was a little hard ... yea Jamal didn't play football or b-ball ... but could he has missed the signs? "Did sumone ... I mean when u were younger .... Did sumthing?" He stumbled over his words trying to make sense of things ... "No dad ..... nothing like that ..... I just ... I dunno .... I never talked about it before ....." "Well we are gonna have to talk about this .... You knoe our views .... Especially since we are the first family at the church .... So that can't be negotiated ... but your are first our son ..... and always will be .... Your mother .... She just needs to calm down .... Just promise me nothing happens ... no sneaking out late anymore ..... no late night walks .... Just lay low ...... and we'll talk more .... You're my son .... And I got you ....."

Dea Brown walked over and hugged his son .... He didn't know anything else to do .... Jamal was shocked ... in all his 17 years had his father showed any emotion toward him ..... "Thanks pops ....." Jamal closed his door and closed his eyes ... wanting so much to go back to how things used to be .... The vibrating phone woke him up .... A text from Dudley ....

Hey my prince ... u was in my thoughts and I wanted to make u smile .... Meet me out tonite at Granby ......
A giant smile came across Jamal's face ... how could he get out tho .... Couldn't drive anymore .... He picked up his phone and pressed 2 ......
"Oh you off lock down PK(Preachers Kid)?" Mitch asked ... Mitch was one of his friends at church that was in the life as well ...... "Look hussy .... Aint got no time for games .. Yall ridin out tonite?" Jamal asked trying to find sumthin sexy to wear .... "And u kno this ... It's Sunday ..... so we'll hit up Granby and then hit up the Buddy's lot .... U down?" "Hell yea ... but imam need you to pick me up down the street .... Imma have to sneak out ...." "Lawd ... iight chile .. but I aint getting in no trouble wit chu momma ... u kno how she be ...." Mitch laughed "Just be ready in 15 ..." *Click*

Jamal gathered his things .. he didn't knoe wat to expect ... Dudley wanted to see him .... And that's all that was important .... He quietly crept down the stairs ...... and into the laundry room .... Luckily he had taken off the security sensor on that window ... He glided his body through the entrance ..... In minutes ...he was out the house and being picked up ...... but a pair of eyes were watching him ..... "Oh mom .... Jamal is out the house ...." Marquice yelled up the stairs .....