Chapter 185 Minister Maxwell

"So, Minister Gabriel Maxwell is it?" Fabian asks standing next to him. "Busted." He said with a shy grin. "A k a Samson the good Samaritan." He adds observing some of the church members handing out bags to people standing in a line. "So what's up?" Samson asks.

"Can we talk for a minute?" Fabian ask side stepping a few people that were milling around. "Yeah, sure." He asks a young man to take over for him, they then walk over to Samson's vehicle. "Sorry for taking you away from your feeding program, that's a lot of people though, are you sure all those people need help or are they just here because it's free?" Fabian asks looking around.

"That did cross my mind so I keep a very close eye on all who come to collect bags. If you collect a bag you've to sign your name and leave your address and phone number, so we can do a follow-up on them, see if they really need help and if they don't then we have a problem."

"Damn that's a lot. You must be a very busy man, yet you still find the time to do all the things you do with us. Truth is if I didn't see it I wouldn't have believed you were a Minister, you don't act like a minister."

"And how is a Minister supposed to act?" Samson asks raising his brow. "Uh, well, you know, serious, stuck up, superior and all that, not exercising to an Insanity video, playing football, basketball, video games, and dancing with Chris." Fabian laughs.

"I believe that's called being human." Samson laughs. "Or maybe you're just the coolest Minister I've ever met. Now the real reason I came all the way over here. I tried everything to get my brother home and it didn't work, what exactly did you say to him to get him home?" He asks.

"Oh, well to cut a long story short I basically told him that if his wife's condition worsens and he wasn't there for her then his daughter will never forgive him," Samson said taking a bottle of water from his car and putting it to his lips. "Oh, damn, you're good, I didn't think of playing the daughter card and it worked too, so thank you, you did what none of us could, even my parents failed." Fabian sighs.

"You're welcome, it's never a good thing to live life with regrets and he would surely regret it if his daughter ended up angry at him for not being here for her mother."

"Now on the other hand, I know you're very interested in our faith but you being a Minister and a highly valuable member of this church isn't that going to make it harder for you to leave this religion?" Fabian asks.

"Yes and look I know this is going to change a lot in my life and obviously I won't be able to just jump from one religion to the next. This is going to take a lot of consideration on my part but don't worry, I've already prayed about it and I know for a fact that God will lead me in the right direction." Samson said with confidence.

"Alright man, just know I'm here if you need a listening ear and that was a great message you preached earlier, keep up the good work," Fabian said slapping Samson's shoulder. "Thanks for coming by, I'll see you soon."

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"Please tell me you brought that ecstasy on wheels with you," Caleb said as soon as Chris steps from his vehicle. "Well seeing as though it was a rental, that would be a no," Chris said shaking his head as he lifts a big present from the vehicle.

"I still get chills whenever I remember how it felt to drive in that thing, damn I've got to get me one of those." "Yeah a JAGUAR will do that to you, so will you be sticking around for the baby shower?" Chris asks. "Sure thing." "Good, now take this inside, I need to get the others," Chris said shoving the present at Caleb's chest.

He was about to remove the other presents from his car when he saw Samson's vehicle coming up the driveway. "Well hello there gorgeous," Chris said with a smile as Samson steps from his vehicle.

"Hi Chris, what's up?" "My heart rate, mmm you're rocking that Armani jeans, are you sure you're not gay?" Chris asks biting his lips. "A hundred percent sure Chris." "Hmm, your clothes say differently," Chris says putting a piece of paper in Samson's jacket pocket.

"What's that?" Samson asks. "A cheque for three hundred thousand." "Why are you giving me a cheque for three hundred thousand dollars Chris?" "Well what you do is very important, so we're just trying to do our part." "We?" "Yeah, one is from Caleb, one from me, and one from Jared." "Oh, thank you, I appreciate your contribution."

"You're welcome, so I'll see you later for our dance session, right?" "Do I have a choice?" "Not really," Chris said patting his chest. "Didn't think so." Samson chuckles.

Chris had taken a few minutes to freshen up, he was about to leave the room when Jared walks in and wrap his arms around his waist from behind, and began kissing his neck. "You're not seriously trying to make out with me in my aunt's home, are you baby?" "Maybe, you're always so busy, it's been two days since we made love, I miss you, baby," Jared whispers in his ear.

"And who do I come home to every night?" "Me but you spend so much time with Caleb in Atlanta, if he wasn't your cousin I would have sworn something was going on between you two," Jared mumbles.

"You're seriously coming at me with that jealousy bullshit again? Alright listen, this really isn't the time or place for us to be having this conversation, so get your emotions in check and get your horny little paws off of me." Chris orders.

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a word of prayer

thank you Heavenly Father for making me

the way I am, with all my strength and

weaknesses. Help me to enjoy being the

person you created me to be