Our Father Chapter Three

At the end of every worship service Zechariah stood at the entrance
of the church and shook hands with his members.  "Pastor Zechariah
you really out did yourself this time" said sister Naomi as she shook hands
with Zechariah.  "Why think you Naomi it really warms my heart to hear
you say that".  I'm  going to warm more than your heart Naomi said to
herself as she exited The Voice of God Ministries.  When all Zechariah's 
members were gone he and his daughters piled back into their family car
and drove to Neptune a seafood restaurant.  Zechariah asked Mary the 
church's treasury how much did the church raise.  "$400" answered Mary.
"That's a little light" Zechariah voice was filled with disappointment.
Written by Keith Edward Baucum
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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