David Gunn turned off the engine, rested his clammy hands on the steering wheel, and stretched his arms full length. He blew air through his cheeks and bugged out his eyes. This was it.
He could count on one hand the times he’d set foot in a church building. Years ago, he’d sworn never to return. He wasn’t exactly going back on his oath, since he was sitting outside the home of a man he’d met just three weeks ago, about to step into a “moment of Bible reading.”
He couldn’t drive away, he’d come this far, and now his host was standing in the doorway waving.
David didn’t quite know what to expect. He chewed the inside of his cheek. He had no real friends to speak of and wondered if that might change inside this house.
For now, his guard was up. This could be a one-off. The invitation had sounded too good to be true — a simple way to God without all the trappings and man-made rules.
And there was only one way to find out.
David opened the door and pasted a smile on his face. He waved back at his host and headed for the door.