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needs, or is what we’re asking for going to help uplift or build the Kingdom of God? Don’t go getting quiet on me now.”
    Samson read more scriptures out of that chapter and said, “Thank God for His mercy because He knows what we’re going to pray for before we utter a word.”
    Forty-five minutes later, Samson stepped out of the pulpit, and with his cordless microphone, walked back and forth in front of the first pews for the altar call. “God gave His only begotten Son so that none of us will perish. Accept Christ as your Lord and Savior. Don’t wait until next Sunday because today is all you have. Come now and be saved.”
    Several people—men and women—accepted the invitation and walked down to the altar. Souls were saved, and the saints rejoiced. Samson and his associate ministers fellowshipped with the members after service. Samson smiled as he thought about the souls that had been saved. The smile on his face turned to a frown when Delilah, dressed in a hot pink suit, bypassed some of the other ministers to get to him.
    â€œPastor Judges, I really enjoyed your sermon today,” she said, extending her hand.
    Samson knew if he didn’t shake her hand, it would draw attention. “Sister Delilah, I’m just God’s vessel.” He plastered on a fake smile and shook her hand. Delilah gripped his hand, and he had to pull it several times before she released it.
    Before walking away, Delilah moved closer and whispered, “We need to talk.”
    â€œWe have nothing else to talk about,” he said.
    â€œI think we do,” she insisted.
    Samson watched Delilah walk away. He felt someone tugging on his sleeve then turned around. “Julia, dear. I was wondering if you were here.” He gave her a hug.
    â€œI was running late, so I sat in the back.” Not once did Julia stop looking in the direction Delilah had walked. “I see your fan club is in full effect.”
    Samson chuckled. “Now, Julia, don’t even start.”
    She held out her hand, showcasing her three carat diamond engagement ring. “Some of these women forget who is wearing your ring.”
    Before Samson could respond, other members walked up to him. Julia stood in the background until he greeted the rest of his church members. “See, that didn’t take too long, now did it?” Samson asked as he led them to his office.
    Samson was startled to see his mom in his office when he opened the door. Standing next to her was Dorothy. “There you are. Baby, we need to talk about one of your members,” Kelly turned and said.
    Before Samson could respond, Dorothy blurted out, “That Delilah girl. She had the nerve to threaten me at the last Pastor’s Aide meeting. Something needs to be done about her.”
    Samson removed his black robe and hung it up as he listened to Dorothy recount the events of their meeting. Samson took a few deep breaths in an attempt to remain calm as he thought about the best way to handle the situation.
    Julia stood in the corner with her arms crossed. She said, “I never did like that woman.”
    â€œMs. Dorothy, I’m sure Delilah didn’t go off on you for no reason,” Samson said.
    Kelly was appalled at her son’s comment. “I can’t believe you’re taking up for that woman. Dorothy is like an aunt to you, and here you are siding with Delilah.”
    â€œMama, I’m not taking sides. As pastor, I have to look at things objectively,” Samson explained.
    â€œThis is Dorothy we’re talking about, a woman you’ve known your entire life.”
    â€œForget it, Kelly. I can handle Ms. Jezebel.” The sweat was popping off Dorothy’s forehead as she talked.
    â€œLadies, there’s no need to do any name-calling. I’ll talk to Delilah and see if she can apologize.”
    Julia said, “No, you’re not going to do anything. I’ll talk to Delilah. If