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saved me a lot of time searching. But he had
yet to make an appearance when his voice again echoed forcefully
bouncing off numerous walls, until the third time when I caught a
glimpse of him at a doorway near the altar.
    “Are you here to help?
    “It’s like you read my mind.” I said knowing
full well that’s the last idea I’d ever want to think.
    “C’mon then, get to work.”
    I made my way back to where he waited feeling
very small against his magnificence. Some people around here
believed in him so much, he almost beckoned to be a character in a
tale of folklore. However, it seems I must believe it too because I
couldn’t get past my own inferiority when near him. Patiently, I
waited for direction.
    “I need you to gather the old candles and
replace them with new for the lighting ceremony on Sunday. Go and
I’ll join you out there in a minute.”
    I slowly gathered the items and then began to
interchange them hoping the longer I took the less I’d have to do.
Soon after, he briskly marched out and came to supervise my
duties.
    “Good work, now come and follow me, we’ll
switch out the bulletins in the pews and be on our way.” He
advised.
    As calm gently washed over me, I began to
have some sense of peace. It began easy enough when I found a
minute clearing my head. I stayed in the moment, letting go of the
drama and trouble that trailed behind. When reading some of the
bulletin it reminded me of Tupelo, it reminded me of Alice. Not the
Alice I still talk to, but the one that helped me through childhood
angst. I smiled while remembering so many good moments that flew by
until she passed away.
    “Are you alright?” Father asked breaking me
away from my daydream.
    “I was just remembering Alice. She lived in
Tupelo.” I acknowledged.
    “I wasn’t there long enough to really get to
know any of them personally.” He said.
    “Remembering her made it alright for a minute
there.”
    “Where is she now?” he asked.
    “She passed on several years ago.”
    “Maybe she’s looking after you. Have some
faith and believe it’ll all work out.”
    Whatever happened gave me relief even if only
for a short period of time and before I knew it we were done.
    “Take a seat; I want to talk to you.” He said
while pointing to the exact pew where he thought I should sit. He
exhaled as he found a seat next to mine.
    “Where do we go from here?” I asked pushing
the conversation forward. “You have to understand we’re on the same
team here.”
    “You’re here to get through your grieving
process, that’s our main focus. That’s all that matters.” He
acknowledged as he gently placed his hand on mine.
    “What about getting to know each other? We
both need someone to confide in, don’t push me away.” As those
words stumbled out of my mouth he caressed the back of my hand
seemingly in the effort to comfort. His touch felt right and the
situation ripe for the taking. We exhausted time staring into each
other’s gaze, I refused to make the first move. I wanted him to
have desire for me when seizing our opportunity. And just like that
it was over as we were intruded upon. The side door flew open with
glaring light blinding us when a man came barreling in so rudely
interrupting.
    “Deacon Joseph, I didn’t expect you today.”
He said with a hint of question in his voice.
    “We have business to attend to.”
    “Uh Melissa, this is Joseph.” He uttered
while repositioning himself further away from me. “He also lends a
helping hand around here.”
    “Nice to meet you, I apologize if I
interrupted an important meeting.”
    “Think nothing of it, also good to meet
you.”
    The atmosphere changed rapidly as both men
challenged each other to make small talk followed by uncomfortable
silences in between their lackluster conversation.
    “I think I’ll show myself out, so you can
attend to business matters.”
    “No, don’t be silly, you can stay.”
    “It’s better this way. I’m late for