After the service stacking all the chairs away. There’s one left. As you pull it towards your stack you feel it yanked out of your hands. Looking up you’re met with handsome face and a winking eye. “I’ll take this one” he says as he moves away with the chair.

#ChurchLoveStory

It’s the next week at bible study and the youth pastor has finished the session. “Would anyone like to pray to close?” The question is met with the usual silence
“I will” the handsome winker spoke and grabbed your eyes.
“In the name of Jesus...” he smirked

“Everybody turn to Philippians 4:6” Pastor had begun preaching. The verse on anxiety seemed apt as your anxious emotions continued to rise. Where was your phone? And why did you leave your bible at home? This was not the day to seem complacent with the word.

The winker was right next to you and you noticed the glances he threw as you frantically searched your bag. It wasn’t there. You feel a small tap from on your thigh. A bible lay on the right half of it
“From here” he whispered pointing at verse 6. You utter a small “Thank you”

The sun was shining midweek however you are at church at a baptismal class. It was time to symbolically and publicly declare your new self to the wor-
“Sorry I’m late I couldn’t find the room” a familiar voice interrupted your thoughts.
“That’s okay John”
John.

“We were sharing what God had done for us when you came in” Pastor explained. John shuffled slightly in his seat
“Has everyone said theirs?” He asked while pointedly looking at you.
“Yes you’re the last one” Pastor answered
With a shy smile, “I’ll get started then”

“It’s been a rollercoaster before and after accepting Christ. From my addiction to my depression but I’m here today a happy guy leaning only on God. He’s really changed my life.” John had a tale to tell and it was evident. The whole room laid silent taking in his emotion.

You can’t stop staring. His love for God was true.

“Thank you for sharing John. Let’s take a break everyone.” The others stood up and rushed to the buffet table. “Actually I need to speak to you too” Pastor gestured to you and John

“Dad what’s up?” You didn’t know why your Pastor and father needed to speak with you.
“He’s your father?” John visibly surprised then turned “You didn’t tell me she’s your daughter”
“I’m right here” you interjected “you can speak to me too you know”

The confident words didn’t match the thumping in your chest. The smell of his cologne was a little too strong but it was the bass of his voice you couldn’t stop thinking about.
“Yes I can speak to you. I didn’t realise you spoke to be honest” He did that smirk again.

“Well this is all sweet but darling I need John to shadow you for a bit as he’s getting used to how things run in the church if that’s alright with you” Dad chimed. You can tell it was more an instruction than a request
“Of course Dad” you replied.

On that note Pastor turned to the sausage rolls and croissants and left you alone with John for the first time.