PODCAST: Whyte House Family Spoken Novels #183: Chapter 15

Welcome to the Whyte House Family Spoken Novels podcast episode #183. Today we are reading chapter 15 of the novel Charmaine” by Daniel Whyte III with Meriqua Whyte.

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Brother Martin was given complete charge over the new outreach to the community of Ethiopian immigrants. He was expected to report to Pastor Gillespie each week on the progress that was made. Brother Martin, for reasons not yet obvious, was not too thrilled about this new ministry at all. However, he did not voice what was in his heart to Pastor Gillespie — only to his wife, Zelda.

“These illegal aliens are a burden on our country and a menace to society,” he said. “They only want to feed off of us and especially our church. They will do nothing but cause problems and bring down the standards of the church and the community. Pastor Gillespie is setting himself and the church up for big problems. We’ve already got some Jamaicans in the congregation and you know how proud and arrogant they are. And we still have the Haitians over here that Pastor airlifted from Haiti after the earthquake, supposedly, temporarily. But I told him then that they weren’t going to go back. Now they are breeding faster than we are. And how can we forget the increasing number of wetbacks coming from South America, which the Pastor is so excited about, who refuse to learn the King’s English or the Queen’s English. Now we have to kick out thousands of dollars each month for them to have a separate Spanish-speaking service.”

“Now, honey, you know you ought not to call them ‘wetbacks’,” Zelda interrupted.

“Well, I believe they call us something in Spanish,” Brother Martin retorted. “I saw one of those little macho men say something about you when you passed by the other day. What did he say? You know a little Spanish.”

“If you would take the time to learn Spanish yourself through Rosetta Stone like Pastor told you, you would be able to communicate with them,” Sister Zelda said.

“Well, I don’t have to learn Spanish. This is America; we speak English here,” Brother Martin snapped. “On top of that, even the white crackers are starting to come up in the church more now.”

“Now, you know you should not call them ‘crackers’. They are good Christian brothers and sisters just like us,” Zelda replied.

“Well, why is it that as soon as we get a white person in the church, the Pastor has to always promote them to assistant pastor or the director of something?” Brother Martin asked. “It’s almost as if he has a psychological hatred for his own people and thinks like some Negroes used to think in the past that ‘white is right and black get back’ even though he is black himself. The old black people used to use the example that if a black man was selling ice and a white man was selling ice, black people would think that the white man’s ice was better. When you go to a white church, you don’t see a whole lot of black people in leadership positions, do you? These white pastors are always talking about the need for racial reconciliation, but they don’t ever talk about the need for repentance. How can there be reconciliation if there is no repentance on their part? They think they can just come in here and start telling us how to run things. I have an M.Div and a Doctorate in Theology, plus, I have thirty years of experience in the ministry and I have never been divorced. But if I went over to First Baptist Church right now, they will try to sign me up to be a janitor. Now, you know that’s true, honey. And even though you graduated from Spelman and got your Doctorate from Harvard, they’ll have you taking care of their children like Aunt Jemima.”

Zelda chuckled.

“Now, we are about to be invaded by a whole group of real Africans all the way from deep Africa in Ethiopia. What’s next, the people from the Congo? Knowing Pastor Gillespie, we’ll have the Jews and Palestinians in here after a while. Then we’ll really be a sinking ship. The Lord wants us to get on the good ship of Zion not on the Titanic.”

Zelda shook her head. Even she was surprised at her husband’s words. But Brother Martin was too fired up to stop. He went on: “Pastor just does not understand that when you mix niggers, crackers, wetbacks, and a bunch of other people, you are going to have a hellacious time trying to keep things going smoothly. I even told the Pastor that he needs to keep those poor niggers from the hood out of here, and stop busing those snotty nosed children up here each Sunday. We need to keep reaching out to the middle class and upper class so we can keep the money rolling in here to take care of all these things. You know those poor niggers ain’t got no money.”

Behind the scenes, he continued sharing his negative thoughts about the new ministry with his wife and a few others. On top of that, he was not too pleased that the pastor’s divorce was being finalized.

“I tell you, Zelda, it’s just a shame the direction this pastor is taking the church in. And the people are blindly following him. We ought to do something about it. This just might be my ticket to gaining more recognition in this place. What do you think?

“You hit it right on the head,” his wife told him. “You get a few people—just a handful of those who carry some weight in this church, and that’s all you need to bring him down and to put you up in a higher position. There is a tactful way to do it. I’ll help you.”

Each Sunday, Sentayhu, with the help of Bohlale, brought in more and more of his people to join in the services at All Peoples Non-denominational Church. Pastor Gillespie made it a point to recognize them before the crowd, and to personally greet them during and after the services. Brother Martin never once went out of his way to greet them. He was light-skinned, and had been raised to look down on other, darker-skinned people—especially those from Africa. He seethed in disgust each time he saw a new group arrive at the church. “They need to go back to Africa, or wherever they came from,” he told his wife.

“Don’t get your blood pressure up worrying about them. I told you I’ll help you take care of it.”

“They are ignorant and uneducated and should not be a part of this church. Soon they will be casting their voodoo worshiping ways on us. They can hardly speak English,” he complained to his wife and to the three men from the church they had invited over for dinner one evening where Brother Martin was taking the opportunity to get them on his side. Zelda had been talking to their wives about all that had been happening at the church.

Even though Pastor Gillespie had recited the verse which says that God is no respecter of persons, especially since he started the new ministry outreach, Brother Martin could not bring himself to see these Ethiopian immigrants as souls in need of a Savior. Because of his light skin, and because he could very well pass as a white person, he saw himself as better than these ‘lower-class,’ more than likely illegal, immigrants. Since Pastor Gillespie announced this new ministry, his whole attitude had changed.

The more he complained to his wife, the more she spurred him on to secretly plot for the removal of Pastor Gillespie. She encouraged him to use the pastor’s divorce situation and how he was handling the immigrant situation in the church to his advantage. In Brother Martin’s opinion, Pastor Gillespie did not handle the situation with his wife as he should have, and so he was unfit to carry on as pastor. “He should have just sucked it up,” he said to his wife.

“You should stand up to him,” Zelda encouraged. “Tell him it is not biblical for him to get a divorce and that he should willingly step down. If you just get a few people in the church behind you, and you all apply enough pressure, he will have no choice but to resign. Then who’s next in line? You of course.”

Brother Martin’s ego grew as his wife brought the possibility of him being the pastor and her being the reigning first lady of a megachurch to his attention each day. Having collected a small gathering of five long-standing and well-respected members, he convinced them to stand by him in his effort to get rid of the pastor. “When I’m pastor, I’ll reward you if you stand with me now,” he said. He asked them to consider various ways of getting the pastor to resign or forcing him out. “Let me know what you come up with. Whatever you do, don’t let on that I have anything to do with it because I will be the ticket to you all gaining a position in this church.”

One Sunday, Brother Martin left his followers in a Sunday school classroom as they were discussing the best way to confront Pastor Gillespie. Sentayhu and Bohlale were waiting in the hall just outside the classroom door for a few others who were still fellowshipping with the church members. They had just seen Brother Martin duck out of the room. He had passed by them hurriedly without a word or a glance in their direction.

“For some reason, I do not think that man likes us very much,” Sentayhu said to Bohlale.

“Yes,” said Bohlale. “He is back here each Sunday, but he has never spoken to us or any of the others.”

“Well, we can’t let him spoil this church experience for us. I still believe this is a great place for our people to worship.” Sentayhu sighed contentedly and leaned back against the wall, half-closing his eyes. Then he heard low voices coming from the room that Brother Martin had just exited. He stood up straight and opened his eyes motioning for Bohlale to step closer.

“I think we should just confront him in his office and tell him if he doesn’t resign on his own, he’s gonna be forced to,” a high-pitched voice said.

“Sam, I think you should just bring it up before the church one Sunday after the services. We have to move fast and forcefully. Brother Martin will let one or all of us speak from the pulpit when the Pastor leaves to go to the main entrance to greet the people. He’ll probably call for the people’s attention and say you have something to share with them,” said another voice.

“So, you’re thinking of by-passing a private meeting with the Pastor?” the first speaker, named Sam, asked.

“That’s the plan,” said the second voice. “I think we will have a more dramatic effect that way. That should throw him off.”

“That’s a good way to do it,” another voice agreed. “My wife, and I’m sure some other ladies she’s confided in, could join us on the podium and we’ll address the church together. You know how important it is for us to have at least some of the women on our side.”

The second voice chuckled. “He’ll be so caught off guard he won’t have time to react. And while we are at it, we will ask those immigrants not to return.”

Sentayhu and Bohlale hurriedly backed away from the entrance of the classroom as they heard the men preparing to leave. They looked the other way as the three men exited the room.

Sentayhu had come to love and appreciate Pastor Gillespie and was hoping to discuss with him his interest in helping out in the New Immigrants Outreach Ministry. Bohlale loved the pastor as well. They did not want to stand by while others made plans to get rid of Pastor Gillespie. And after hearing what they had heard, they knew they had to move fast.

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Thank you for joining us for this episode of Whyte House Family stories. You may purchase a copy of this novel and any other Christian fiction books read on this podcast from Amazon.com.

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.