Jewel, Pastor Daniels, Prince Emmanuel, Pastor Tommy, Sister Patricia and Susan; each have two things in common. The longing for love and skeletons. Jewel loves Pastor Daniels, but he has a fiancé. Pastor Daniels loves Jewel but his demons keep coming back to taunt him. Sister Patricia is chasing Pastor Daniels. Pastor Tommy is chasing Sister Patricia. Patricia despises Pastor Tommy and makes it abundantly clear that he will never have her. Prince Emmanuel wants nothing more than to marry Jewel. Someone finds a new love, but it will take strong faith and persistence to maintain that love. Holding on isn’t always as easy as it seems. As the drama unfolds skeletons come to life. The weight of these skeletons may cause “Love” to be strained beyond repair. Too much drama may cause a man of faith to walk away from it all. Only through faith and prayer can there be Unquenchable Love: Despite the Drama.
After service, Pastor Daniels and Tommy are talking. Sister Alice walks up. “Sister Alice, how are you?” asks Pastor Tommy. “I’m fine how you honey? Pastor Daniels preached like it was Sunday Revival time in here tonight. Go head on, Pastor.” “Praise God.” says Pastor Daniels. “Pastor D, can I talk with you in your office, in private?” “Well Sister I’m headed out. I have a busy day tomorrow.” “Aren’t you the Pastor? Aren’t I supposed to come to you anytime?” Remembering the last time she was in his office. She informed him that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Just in case he wanted to test the waters a little. Sighing, “yes, Sister. I am the pastor. You’re right. You should be able to come to me. So, how may I help you?” Grinning like a Cheshire cat she replies. “In private please. I need you to lay hands on me.” “Pastor Tommy, excuse us, please.” Pastor Tommy trying not to laugh says. “Oh, certainly Pastor, with pleasure.” “Ok, sister. You have my undivided attention.” “Why can’t we go to your office? It’s really important.” “Sister Alice, this is as good a place as any.” “So we’re not going into your office?” “No sister, we’re not.” She jumps up popping her gum. “Never mind then.” She begins shaking her butt like she’s in a strip club. “Good night Pastor.” She leaves.
Shalone Anderson lives in Lake Charles, Louisiana, with her son.