God’s House

1 Chronicles 17:1-2: “Now when David lived in his house, David said to Nathan the prophet, ‘Behold, I dwell in a house of cedar, but the ark of the covenant of the Lord is under a tent'”.

God’s House

Daniel sat with his knees shaking on the visitors side of the pastors giant desk. Was this about the computer reports? Why else would the pastor want to speak with him? The pastor and the man that had originally let Daniel in on the day of his interview, walked in. 

The pastor sat down and looked directly at his desk. The other man stood and did all the talking. He flipped a laptop around as security footage was played. It was of Sunday’s service. The meet and greet part or sharing the love of Christ. Daniel was shaking hands with a man he had invited to church. Daniel didn’t even know his name. They met at the grocery and just started talking. 

“Do you know this man?” Daniel noticed the pastor was still looking at his desk. “What are you looking at him for? I’m the one talking.”

Daniel looked directly at the older man. “Not personally sir. We met at the store. Just got to talking and religion came up. I invited him to church.”

“This man,” he pointed aggressively at the laptop. “Is a drug user. He’s been in and out of jail. Rehab. Who knows what diseases he might have from his needle use. We DO NOT want this garbage in our church. This filth mixing with our good clean stock.” He leaned over the desk, almost in Daniel’s face. “Don’t you dare invite garbage to MY church. You,” he all but spat on Daniel, “need to run people through me.” He pointed at himself, “before you invite anyone to MY church.”

Daniel sat in his car and cried.