Welcome to the Whyte House Family Spoken Novels podcast episode #131. Today we are reading chapter 23 of the novel “…And Family Drama Just Won’t Stop III” by Daniel Whyte III with Meriqua Whyte.
“Say unto wisdom, Thou art my sister; and call understanding they kinswoman: That they may keep thee from the strange woman, from the stranger which flattereth with her words.” – Proverbs 7:4-5
The Reynolds family had settled down for an early night after Jonathan returned home that Friday when Monica’s cell phone rang.
“Anise Caverly,” she said glancing at the screen. “Do you want me to answer it?”
“No. Let the voice mail pick it up,” Jonathan said.
After a few minutes, Monica played the message from Anise: “Monica, I’m on the verge of going insane. Is Pastor in? I need to talk with him. Isn’t the conference over with yet? My husband has driven me to my limit. Next time you hear about me, I’ll be in Heaven. I have no more reason to live.”
Jonathan looked across to his wife. “What do you think?”
“I think she’s faking and she has something up her sleeve; but, for your peace of mind, you should probably go see her and I’ll go with you,” Monica said swinging her legs over the edge of the bed. “It’s only 9:43. I’m sure Doris won’t mind keeping an eye on the children for about an hour.”
After securing directions to Anise’s house and saying goodbye to Mitch who was still awake, Jonathan and Monica left.
“I appreciate your coming,” Jonathan said once they were on their way.
“You’re welcome. I would have stayed in with the children, but I remember something Sister Richardson shared with me shortly after you took over the church. She said, ‘I don’t know what it is about a preacher, but women are going to throw themselves at your husband. As soon as one leaves here comes another one. Make sure you have a tight relationship with your husband, and do not be buddy-buddy with the women of the church, especially those in your age group. Love them and encourage them, but maintain a respectful distance with them. Make your husband your best friend.’ Turn here at the light,” Monica said pointing to the right. “She said something about speaking into an intercom at the front door and then waiting for a buzzer.”
“Sounds like you don’t trust Anise,” Jonathan said.
“Nope. I do not trust her,” Monica said.
Jonathan slowed down before a modest two-bedroom house. He turned the headlights off just before turning into the driveway.
“How strange,” Monica said. “All the house lights, including the outside porch light, are off except for that one in the room upstairs. I’d think you’d light the house up if you’re expecting company.”
“Don’t slam the door,” Jonathan said. “I’ll do all the talking; you just listen.”
“You got it.”
They walked quietly to the front door. Jonathan rang the doorbell a couple times. Monica was almost sure she saw the curtain move in the upper window to the far right. What are we in for?, she thought as Anise’s voice came over the intercom outside the door.
“Who is it?” Anise asked.
“It’s Pastor Reynolds.”
“The door’s unlocked; just come in when you hear the chimes and lock it behind you. I’m in the last room upstairs to the right.”
Monica and Jonathan looked at each other.
“Sister Anise, I’m coming up,” Jonathan said upon entering through the front door. “How are you feeling?”
“Not so good. Come on up, Pastor Jonathan,” Anise said.
Jonathan signaled for his wife to stay hidden by the bedroom door. “Seems like you need some light on in this hallway, Sister Anise,” Jonathan said as he knocked on the door.
“Come on in,” Anise said spilling out a series of dry coughs. “You can close the door behind you. I think I feel a draft coming in.”
Jonathan was surprised but at the same time not too surprised at what he saw. Anise was laying in the bed with a thin sheet pulled up just a little over her breasts. Her shoulders were bare. The silhouette of her body was clearly visible under the sheet. It was clear she was naked. Oh, boy! Jonathan thought as he pushed the door up. “Don’t you think you need a thicker blanket to ward off that cold draft?”
“You can sit down, Pastor Jonathan,” Anise said ignoring his question.
Jonathan took a quick glance around the room. There wasn’t a chair, stool, or bench to sit on. He smiled. Taking a couple steps into the room, he said louder than normal, “You’re sounding much better than you did on the phone, sister.”
“Yes. I’m just glad you sacrificed and came over because I could use some comforting and a listening ear.” Signaling once again for him to sit, she said, “We’re no strangers; you don’t have to stand. You can sit on the edge of the bed, that way I won’t have to strain my voice when I talk.” She coughed a dry cough then cleared her throat.
“What’s on your mind? Have you heard from your husband?” Jonathan asked still standing.
“Oh, I don’t think I will hear from him any time soon, if at all. He’s not like you, Pastor,” Anise said softly.
“What do you mean?”
“Oh, you’re caring.” Anise lowered her voice to a whisper. “Like tonight: even though you’re tired, you came to see me any way.” Clearing her throat again, Anise continued. “You know, Pastor Jonathan, as I sit listening to you preach Sunday after Sunday, even before this tragedy struck the church, I admit, my mind wanders and all I can think of is how I would love to lie in my bed with you, and how much pleasure we would have between my silk sheets.”
Jonathan remained standing and expressionless as Anise continued talking.
“All evening I’ve been thinking how we could bring it to pass right here, right now as I can’t seem to get it out of my mind.”
Monica leaned her head closer to the slightly opened door so as not to miss a word.
“I know the only way I can get this out of my mind is to make it a reality. Close the door all the way, Pastor Jonathan. I still feel a draft coming in,” Anise said going through another of her fake coughing spells.
“You need to take care of that cough before it gets worse,” Jonathan said.
Ignoring Jonathan’s words, Anise continued, “No one will ever know. I can really show you much better than I can tell you my feelings for you. You know you want me just as much as I want you. I can see it in your eyes.” Anise started to lift the sheet up. “There’s something under here for you. Come on and join me.”
“Wait a minute!” Jonathan said quickly. “I think I’ll take you up on your offer. Leave the sheet on for a minute and let me do the honors. Let me close the door first. I better lock it.” Reaching his hand out the door, he signaled for his wife to come into the room. “I’m sure you remember my wife, Monica. Her being a woman, I’m sure she can comfort you much better than I can.”
“Hello, Anise,” Monica said not knowing whether to cry, laugh, or get angry.
Anise’s eyes flew wide open. Her face turned red. “I thought…you told me…wha–”
Putting his arm around his wife, Jonathan said, “You seem to be doing well, so we’ll take our leave. No need to show us out the door. We’ll make sure we lock the door on our way out. I would love to meet your husband. Extend an invitation to him from me to visit the church when he’s back in town. You have a great night.”
“Good night, Anise,” Monica said. “I hope to see you in church on Sunday. Hopefully you’ll be over that cough by then.”
Jonathan and Monica had a laughing fit on their way home. “She’ll think twice before pulling that stunt again,” Jonathan said.
“You would think these women would leave the man of God alone and try to help him live a pure life,” Monica said. “But that’s not so. I know a large part of it is the devil trying to bring preachers down; but the other part is our wicked sinful flesh. All these women see is the spiritual side of the preacher and they want to see if he has an evil side. We just need to make sure we stay prayed up and keep our relationship tight.”
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Now, dear listener, please know that God—the divine Author of all things—wants to write a great story with your life as well. But first you must give Him the pen by trusting Him with the life He gave you and surrendering your heart to Jesus Christ as Savior. Here is how:
1. Accept the fact that you are a sinner, and that you have broken God’s law. The Bible says in Ecclesiastes 7:20: “For there is not a just man upon earth that doeth good, and sinneth not.” Romans 3:23 reads: “For all have sinned and come short of the glory of God.”
2. Accept the fact that there is a penalty for sin. The Bible states in Romans 6:23: “For the wages of sin is death…”
3. Accept the fact that you are on the road to hell. Jesus Christ said in Matthew 10:28: “And fear not them which kill the body, but are not able to kill the soul: but rather fear him which is able to destroy both soul and body in hell.” The Bible says in Revelation 21:8: “But the fearful, and unbelieving, and the abominable, and murderers, and whoremongers and sorcerers, and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone: which is the second death.”
4. Accept the fact that you cannot do anything to save yourself! The Bible states in Ephesians 2: 8, 9: “For by grace are ye saved through faith: and that not of yourselves: it is a gift of God. Not of works, lest any man should boast.”
5. Accept the fact that God loves you more than you love yourself, and that He wants to save you from hell. Jesus Christ said in John 3:16, “For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.”
6. With these facts in mind, please repent of your sins, believe on the Lord Jesus Christ and pray and ask Him to come into your heart and save you this very moment. The Bible states in the book of Romans 10:9, 13: “That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised Him from the dead, thou shalt be saved.”
“For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.”
Dear friend, if you are willing to believe on the Lord Jesus Christ for salvation, please pray with me this simple prayer: Heavenly Father, I realize that I am a sinner and that I have done some bad things in my life. For Jesus Christ sake, please forgive me of my sins. I now believe with all of my heart that Jesus Christ died for me, was buried, and rose again. Lord Jesus, please come into my heart and save my soul and change my life today. Amen.
If you believed in your heart that Jesus Christ died on the cross, was buried, and rose again, allow me to say, congratulations on doing the most important thing in life and that is accepting Jesus Christ as your Lord and Saviour! For more information to help you grow in your newfound faith in Christ, go to Gospel Light Society.com and read “What To Do After You Enter Through the Door”. Jesus Christ said in John 10:9, “I am the door: by me if any man enter in, he shall be saved, and shall go in and out, and find pasture.”
May God bless you until next time.