Calord
Recinoire sat at his desk staring at the phone, reflecting upon the
conversation he had just had with D’Cerner.
“I wonder,” he mused, “if she looks as good as she sounds.” He smiled as he hung up the phone, picking up
a notebook and pen. “I may never know,”
he said aloud, to no one, but himself.
He
repositioned his bible to finish preparing notes for the lesson he was teaching
the following morning. He focused on his
lesson plan, giving it his full attention.
He understood the importance of being prepared.
For years
now he had the full responsibility of preparing meals, keeping his limousine
service viable, taking care of his two children, working in ministry and
volunteering at a boys’ youth home. His
full life took well-thought-out plans and organization to stay on track and his
military background had certainly taught him about organization and precision,
but had failed to prepare him for losing his wife.
He married
Janice after serving four years in the Marines.
Three years later, they had two children—Don and Kathy. Four years after
Kathy was born, Janice was diagnosed with myeloid leukemia and a few years
later, having no success with treatments, she succumbed to the disease and
died.
He was so
bitter about her death that for a long time, he had given up on
everything. He had felt abandoned by God
and that nothing mattered any more.
While he was dwelling in self-pity, his family helped with the children. They prayed constantly and finally their
prayers were answered. Two years after
Janice’s death Calord was ready to move forward in ministry, with his business,
and was finally able to give his children the attention they needed.
Calord
lived an extremely regimented life with his time carefully organized to allow
him the time to spend at his office, with his children, at the youth home, and
function in ministry. Finding the time
for everything had not been easy, but it had been fulfilling. He knew exactly where he was headed and how
long it was going to take him to accomplish everything he wanted to do.
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