The Angel's Calling

Chapter 30

Pastor looked at me with clear shock on his face.

Pastor: Josephine, what is the meaning of this?

He looked at the ring on my hand.

Pastor: where did you got that?

I looked at him with annoyance. Don't get me wrong, I appreciated everyone inside and outside of church but I was at this state of my life, where I had major questions about my life. All of those past events happened all of a sudden and now, when I just got to know that my life was in danger because of some heirloom, I needed it. More then ever, when I considered the state of Peyton and how he was doing.

Me: please, I need real answers.

I looked at the ring.

Me: seems like you are familiar with this ring, am I correct?

Pastor looked at me with sad puppy eyes. I didn't know how, but I always knew when people made that expression and well, this time it was possible already clear that I was not going to give in.

Me: I'm practically begging you, please!

Pastor looked me in the eye, nodded and sat down on one of the benches, the churches usually have for people. He looked at me.

Pastor: Can I see the ring?

One part of me actually didn't anyone to touch it. If this little ring with angel wings was enough to put my life in danger, i wasn't going to hand it out to people like a crystal for them to see or touch it. I wasn't going to even let them borrow it.

The other part of me was very desperate for answers. I wasn't considering my entire life being a lie and all of that mess, rather how words and information that we don't share with others, how that can change lives. I mean I understood the point where we all choose people to be friends with and who we talk to but in this case, I didn't know if hiding the truth entirely would have kept me safer. And the fact, that many might know the real truth, made me feel weak and betrayed. I had no intention to make the same mistake ever again.

Taking that all into consideration, I still gave him the ring. He looked at it, felt it in his palm and just overall viewed it like girl who might be doing a review about something new she had brought herself. Finally he looked at me.

Pastor: what do you want to know?

Me: everything!

He sat down on one of the benches and sighed heavily.

Pastor: took a seat, Josephine.

I gave him a look but sit down behind him.

Me: so?

Pastor: can we pray first?

My first thought was to say no. He was surely making excuses to push it further and I wasn't going to allow it.

I looked around and I was aware that I was still at a church. I closed my eyes and nodded.

Pastor nodded and we started to pray. He was saying the prayer.

"Dear Heavenly Father, We thank you for all of your blessings from above. We praise you in our hearts, souls and minds, knowing you provide everything  and guide us in this life. Dear Heavenly Father, I bring Josephine Hunt in front of you. Holy Spirit, bless us with your presence and help her understand what I'm about to reveal. Let her understand that you have a plan for everyone, whoever they are and you have the power to change paths in this life. Let her know that you are good,  powerful and a loving father to her. Father, we walk in your light with love, loyalty and truth. In Jesus name we pray, Amen!"