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From Church To Church von Jenkins, Jacqueline (eBook)

  • Erscheinungsdatum: 19.10.2011
  • Verlag: Asta Publications
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From Church To Church

After waking from a dream perceived as a message from her deceased grandmother, Mayah Johnson's quest to reconnect with God begins. She soon realizes that this connection starts with membership at the 'right' church, so with divine inspiration and a trusty phonebook, Mayah selects seven churches to visit. These churches have similar traits to the seven churches in the Book of Revelation; however, in today's vernacular. Determined to give each church a fair commitment of two weeks, Mayah coaxes her brother Kyle to go with her. Out of reluctance and a sense of obligation, Kyle joins his sister on a quest that is sure to change both their lives and introduce them to some real church characters along the way. While visiting the seven churches, she encounters things she had never expected to find in church, and each of these churches had some imperfection in them: adultery, hollow preaching, Jezebel spirit, worldliness, etc. She also discovers good things in most of them, and soon gives her heart to God. Will Mayah ever be able to wade through her confusion of not finding a 'perfect' church and find a church that she can call her home church? Which will she choose?

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    Format: ePUB
    Kopierschutz: none
    Seitenzahl: 230
    Erscheinungsdatum: 19.10.2011
    Sprache: Englisch
    ISBN: 9781934947128
    Verlag: Asta Publications
    Größe: 617kBytes
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From Church To Church

CHAPTER 1

"Nan! Nan!" Mayah Johnson screamed. Catching her breath, she abruptly awakened from a hellish nightmare. Mayah was mortified and attempted to compose herself. She took deep breaths, inhaling and exhaling in an attempt to retard her heart rate.

"Man, I feel like my heart is about to leap out of my chest."

She squinted to see the time on the clock, and realized she'd only been asleep for approximately an hour. After calming down, Mayah reclined in bed. She tossed and turned the remainder of the night, as she couldn't get that dream out of her head.

As the sun beamed through her bedroom window the next morning, she turned over in bed. What kind of dream was that? Nan, what are you trying to tell me? I know you're trying to convey something, but I'm missing it. I can't seem to figure it out.

Mayah lumbered out of bed and cleaned her three-bedroom luxury apartment. After completing that two-hour chore, she ran a warm tub of water and gently slithered into the bubble-filled bathtub. While relaxing, she refocused on the dream again. Before she knew it, she realized she'd been in the tub for almost one hour. As she added more hot water to the tub, she had an epiphany.

"Oh my!" she gasped. "I think I got it! I think I understand the meaning of the dream."

Mayah leapt out of the tub, threw on her bathrobe, and with water dripping all over the wood flooring, ran to telephone Kyle, her only sibling.

"Hello," he said.

"Hi, Kyle. Do you have a few minutes? I had a dream last night and Nan was in it. I need to tell you what I believe the dream meant."

"Yeah, I have a few minutes. Tell me the dream."

"Okay, in the dream Nan was sitting in a rocking chair, just rocking away. However, as I focused on her face and the tears - oh, the tears - they were running down her face. As I looked closer, I could tell she'd been crying for such a prolonged time that her blouse was stained from the salty tears dripping off her chin.

"You would've had to see it to believe it. I mean, Nan's blouse was soaking wet. I looked into her eyes, and there was such sadness, a sadness I'd never seen before. I asked her what was wrong, but she only stared at me.

"Kyle, in all the years that Nan visited us, played with us, babysat, and took us to church, I never saw such an agonizing expression like what she displayed in the dream. When I awakened this morning, I pondered on the dream and its possible meaning. While I was in the bathtub, the interpretation unfolded right before my eyes. Remember when we were kids and Mama didn't want to take us to church and Nan took us?"

"Yes, I do."

"After Nan died," she continued, hardly missing a beat. "You and I stopped going because Mama wouldn't go with us. We'd ask why she wouldn't take us to church, and her response was, 'My mother had me in church every Sunday for years and I hated it; therefore, I'm not going, nor am I going to take you guys.'

"For most of our childhood, Nan had us in church with her and Pops. Even when Pops died, Nan still took us to church the next three years before she died. However, when she passed we just stopped going. Everything else became more important than going to church. Although Mama wouldn't take us, as we matured we began to use our Sundays as rest days and even socializing days.

"Kyle, I believe Nan was crying in my dream because we've gotten away from the Christian foundation she had laid for us. I believe what her appearance meant in the dream was this," Mayah paused a moment, taking a deep breath to bolster her confidence. "It's time - it'

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