I lied

So I lied. Last night I said i wouldn't be doing anything with that story for a while. You know what happened, this morning, after being awakened by a coworker because my boss never gave him the key, I decided to work on it for a little. Here it is.

“Ahh, your wife, that would be why you are really here today, isn’t it. You are not just taking from God; you are taking away from her because you are never around, never tell her anything, and are always storming off.” John had this uncanny ability to know just why people came to him. “I’m worried Mark,” John continued after a pause, “I have a feeling that your world is about to be rocked more than you can imagine. God is going to try and get your attention if you don’t change and you will not like it.”

A break in the conversation occurred. I contemplated what John had just told me. Eventually I decided to play it off as him just worrying about me.

“So will I be seeing you this Sunday morning? Bob is leading an awesome worship set,” John started again.

“If everything goes as planned I’ll be there.”

“That’s good, I think you’ll find something in the sermon as well.”

“Oh really? What’s it about?”

“Come on Sunday and you’ll find out.”

“You can be so difficult, you know that?”

John just flashed that smile of his and replied, “I try my best.” At this we both shared a good laugh. “Hey, have you eaten yet? Where are my manners, I have a guest and still haven’t offered him any food,” John suddenly exclaimed.

“Actually, I am pretty hungry. I haven’t eaten since last night, but I really must be going. I think I’ll just pick up something on the way home.”

“Oh nonsense! You will stay and eat with me unless you can provide a real excuse, I’m making pierogis,” John said almost teasingly.

“No fair, you know I can’t resist you’re homemade pierogis,” I laughed out.

“Good, good. Make yourself at home, they’ll be done shortly.”