In love with my pastor
Story by Deborah Paul
My name is Samantha but my friends call me Sam. So use Sam everywhere I go to.
It was late September when I joined “God’s praise chapel” well can’t call the fun name for you guys you know (wink)I was new in town, and I needed to get myself fix into a church that God’s spirit is there. Oops I didn’t complete my introduction right? I’m among the few lucky people who had the opportunity to start school early, so I finish my school early sha. I’m an accountant in ecobank God I love my job, I’m very beautiful, s£xy, and smart. Back to my little secret.
I went to about two to three churches but I didn’t like them, it was all about money, death and some things that you will know they are fake. So that morning my spirit or should I say Satan led me? I enter the church everywhere was filled with people the pastor was on the on the alter he was leading prayers so I quickly find somewhere to fix myself, after the prayer I was expecting him to start preaching but he got down from the alter and another man came to give announcements then he asked new comers to be on their feet so they could know us. We were three a boy and a girl and myself. We stood up and they prayed for us after that church was over for that Sunday. Wow I fell in love with the church. After everything we were ask to see the pastor (which they call him papa) I wonder why papa because his very young and handsome he even has dimples but one side. We meet him and he spoke to us and encourage us to come back next week Sunday. I accepted because I was already inlove with the church. After that day I couldn’t take the man out of my head, even at work his voice, his side dimple, his smiles God it was too much to forget. All I did was pray Sunday comes quick again.
The next Sunday (that was my second time in the church) was the last Sunday of the month, I went in time so I wouldn’t miss the preaching like I did the other day. When I entered it was just few people I didn’t mind because I knew very soon my papa will arrive. We did Sunday school and other things before papa arrived. I was so lost in his handsomeness, God that man is cute. He immediately climb the alter, he was about to preach. He called the topic but I really didn’t write it down because I was just staring at him.
After the preaching the guy that did announcement the first Sunday came up and said “please all the youth should write their names and drop in that basket over there, I wonder what they needed our names for but I did anyways, 15minutes later we were done with our names, the guy who I later found out is called bro tobi took the basket to papa. Papa picked one paper from the basket and gave it to bro tobi. He went back to the alter and called the name of the person on the paper. “Miss Samantha Steve please can you raise”? At first I didn’t even notice it was my name because I was still lusting after papa. He called the second time, this time the church members have started murmuring before a lady beside me tapped me on the shoulder, “miss are you Samantha” she asked me. “Yes ma who wants to know” I replied her, she just turn her head to the alter and said “bro tobi she’s the one” I turn to see all eyes were already on me. I gave them the stare that says “What’s up”. “Please get up let the church see you” I stood up like a dummy. He told me to see him after service that they would like to know if I will be chanced to travel with papa for a church seminar. “What, didn’t I hear well” I looked from my papa to bro tobi I wanted to be sure so I asked again “travel with papa”? Yes miss he replied me. After church I went to see him, he explained everything to me and told me everything I will doing for papa. I was so happy, in fact that day I didn’t eat anything I was dying of excitement. The next day was Monday so I went to work to see my manager her, I asked for a month leave, at first he didn’t want to accept but I used my charm to get him to say yes. We were to travel that Friday papa and myself. I made everything available for the trip, in fact I over packed my things, I wanted everything to be perfect. We were to meet in the church before we take off from there.
Papa was already waiting for me in the church, my bags were taken to his car then we went into the church and prayed for some minutes before we took off. In the car that was when I knew papa is a very funny man, he was the one driving when he sees I’m sleeping he will just tap me and asked why a young lady like me is sleeping for just a 2hours trip. God even his voice drives me crazy. What should I tell him? That I couldn’t sleep last night because I was so happy I was traveling with him? Hell no I couldn’t say anything I just “smiled” for him. Around 4:15 we got to our destination we were welcome by some people, after that prayer before they showed us to our apartment.
It was a two bed room flat. Very beautiful and we’ll decorated “looks like some one stays here before” I asked no one in particular but one woman answered me anyways “yes my dear, it’s the church’s guest house. But only our vip guest ”
30 minutes later, they had all gone leaving me and papa in the house. I was so tired to cook I just went inside straight to have my bath. I guess papa went to do the same too because when I wanted to go to the bath room he was no longer in the sitting room. In papa’s room there bathroom in it but my own room the bathroom is outside closer to my own room, so whenever I want to have a bath I must leave my room, before I enter my bathroom. I kinda like it sha. After my bath I took a very long nap, around 8:30 pm there was a knock on our door, I went to check and it was that same woman that responded to me that same afternoon.
Good evening ma
Evening my dear, how are you
Fine ma, thank you
I’m Joyce, but people like to called me by my first son’s name so you can call me mama desmond.
I was assign to be bring food for you people, till you leave.
Oh really? Thank you ma, papa is in his room, should I call him for you?
No my dear, I will just drop the food on the dining and leave..