did not want to move from where she had friends and family. Not that she minded being a preacher’s wife. She did not. It was just that they had been trying so hard to have a baby and she was afraid something would happen. There had already been three miscarriages in the ten years they were married. This was the first time she actually made it past the fourth month, for which she was so grateful. She was desperate to be a mom like so many of her friends were. She prayed that God would let them settle here. She wanted her child to have a normal life.
When Dwight told her that he felt called to preach, she was happy to become part of a pastoral team. Kim was proud of her husband’s stand on Bible standards and supported him. The last three churches he pastored demanded that he leave certain truths out of his sermons because it affected the size of their congregations. More members meant more money. He believed Faith Chapel was different. They had ties to no religious affiliation and they made it plain when interviewing Dwight , that their only request was that they study from the Bible, verse by verse and chapter by chapter. Though concern for her unborn child caused Kim to fear this move, she trusted the Lord completely. Now, with all the help from the wonderful people who had left them nice and cozy, she was beginning to think it may not be so bad to be in this small town in Mississippi. She fell asleep with a smile on her lips, her last thought was how blessed she was.
Sleeping soundly through the night, she was awakened early the next morning by timid kicks from her unborn child. It was the first time she felt more than a stirring and knew it must be a good omen. A wonderful husband she adored and now, finally, a baby too. What more could she possibly ask for? Answering her own question she said aloud, “Nothing dear Lord, not a thing!”
Yawning big, and stretching she turned over knowing that Dwight was long up and letting her sleep in. Putting on a robe and sliding her feet into her slippers, she went looking for him, finding him in the room that was to be his office, bowed down on his knees in prayer. There was something incredible about seeing her six foot tall husband kneeling humbly in prayer. She watched him with tears brimming in her eyes, not wanting to disturb him. Turning back to leave him to his other love, she went into the kitchen humming cheerfully as she set about making breakfast.
He was not long in joining her. “My sleeping beauty woke at last! Did you sleep well? I did. Wasn’t it wonderful to get up to almost no boxes this morning? Not to mention these wonderful smelling biscuits.” He pinched a piece off a golden brown one and tasted it. “Yum, I wonder which one of the ladies made these?”
Kim smiled and nodded her head, knowing he expected no verbal answer. She was savoring the news of the baby’s active kicking while Dwight talked about all the help they had from the new church members .
“Remember the last two moves? Makes you really appreciate these good people.”
She put the breakfast on the table as he got the dishes and poured two glasses of juice that someone had conveniently stored in their fridge. She agreed that everyone here had been more than considerate as she sat opposite her husband and casually remarked,
“ Dwight , our baby kicked this morning, it was the most incredible thing!” She put her face in her hands looking at him dreamily. “We are really going to have this baby aren’t we?”
Dwight looked at her in awe. There was a lot of movement lately but… “Are you sure it was real kick, not just one of those flutters? Kim, this is so exciting. Do you think he will do it for me?”
Not waiting for an answer, he was on his knees with his hand on her belly as if he could command it. Kim laughed. It was a beautiful laugh and one that he loved to hear. It was her laugh and her eyes that attracted him to her, but it was her
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