This was a different style of book than I am used to reading, but was well written and I actually picked it up as soon as it came in the mail. I felt like she did a good job addressing some of the issues both characters had and bringing back to a right place with the Lord. -Martha
***Special thanks to Cathy Hickling of Whitaker House for sending me a review copy.***
Our wedding is next week, Michael. How can you possibly have cold feet now? Serenity Williams asked her fiancé with her hands on her hips.
This isnt about cold feet, Serenity. Youre not listening to me. Im telling you, I cant marry you. Ive been trying to convince myself for weeks that it will work, but I realize now that it wont.
This was not happening to her. This was some crazy dream that she was going to wake up from any minute, because there was no way that the good reverend, Dr. Michael Randolphthe man she loved and had been planning to marry for the past three yearscould be standing in front of her one week before the wedding, trying to call it off. But, just in case this wasnt a dream, Serenity decided to play along. Okay, Michael. Please tell me exactly what I havent been listening to.
Michael took off his black fedora, revealing his full head of wavy, black hair. Can you sit down on the couch with me so we can talk?
She didnt want to sit down and talk; she wanted to get married. Michael owed her a wedding. After all, she had spent five years with this man. They had dated for two years and then gotten engaged. That had been three years ago. She had told her friends that she and Michael had decided to wait until his ministry got off the ground before getting married, but, in truth, it had been Michaels decision to wait. Now that his ministry was growing, what did he want her to dowait another five years so he could work on expanding his church so that it reached megachurch status?
Michael sat down on the couch and held out his hand, gesturing for Serenity to join him.
She sat down next to him but said nothing.
Serenity, the first thing you need to understand is that I love you more than life itself. It is because of how much I love you that I cant go through with this marriage.
When am I going to wake up? Serenity held up her hand. Wait a minute, now. Im totally confused. Are you really telling me that you cant marry me because you love me too much?
Let me finish, honey, Michael said. He took a deep breath and then trod on. Weve put off our wedding for three years now, because Ive been hoping youll get over your competitive ways. Its this constant rivalry between us thats driving me crazy. Im afraid that the love I have for you will fade because of the competitive spirit you have.
The competitive spirit I have? Serenity exploded as she stood up. Im not in competition with anybody. Im just doing what God has called me to do.
Thats what you tell people. But its obvious that you are competitive. You wouldnt be where you are today if you werent.
Okay, so what if I am a little competitive? What does that have to do with you and me? Youre the pastor of a church. I dont have a church; I travel all over the world preaching, and I have a television ministry.
See? Thats what I mean, he said, pointing at her. Then, he stood up, too. Youre always throwing the fact that you have a TV ministry in my face. And you love it when other preachers invite you to speak at their churches. Youve even been trying to get behind my pulpit for the past year.
That is not true. I have never asked to preach at your church. I have more speaking engagements than I can accept in a year, so I certainly dont need to beg anybody for the opportunity to preach.
See, there you go again. Every time you open your mouth, its always to say something about what youre doing in ministry and how youre in such high demand.
It wasnt true. Serenity had never bragged about her ministry. At least, not in the way Michael was making it sound like she did. Yes, she was grateful that God had allowed her ministry to grow in the manner in which it had over the last two years. And, yes, she expressed that gratitude to anyone who would listen. But she wasnt bragging. She was trying to communicate to others that she understood how blessed she was. Serenitys father was a bishop who presided over seven megachurches and ten smaller to medium-sized ones. He had often tried to get her to take over one of his churches as a pastor, but she didnt believe that God was leading her in that direction.
She had stepped out in faith when shed started her television ministry on a newly developed cable channel. Her television program was part Oprah, part Joyce Meyer in style. She interviewed many pastors and teachers of the gospel. And then, when she was invited to minister, she brought along her camera crew and broadcast those events on her program, as well. She and Michael had discussed the format of her show at its inception. At the time, he had thought it was a great idea. Hed even told her that he could see her show going big time.
He just hadnt told her that, when it did, he would hold it against her. Michael, please dont do this. Maybe we need to see a marriage counselor so we can work this out before the wedding.
Dont you find the fact that we need a marriage counselor before we even get married a bit ludicrous?
I dont know about that. What definitely seems ludicrous to me is the fact that youre jealous of a ministry that Gods hand is on. She took a deep breath, tried to calm herself, and said, Look, Michael. Im thirty-four years old. Youre forty-two. We both agreed that now is the perfect time for us to have children. Ive waited for you for five years. Why are you backing out now?
Im sorry, Serenity. I just cant marry someone whose ministry overshadows my own. The next thing I know, people will be calling me Mr. Williams instead of Pastor Randolph. He shook his head. I just cant deal with that.
This was realMichael was calling off their weddingand Serenity felt as if her world was coming to an end. What do you want me to do, Michael? Do you want me to give up my TV ministry? Is that it?
He put his hat back on. No. That wont work. Youve created such a following now that, even if you werent on TV, preachers would still be calling for you to speak at their conferences.
I dont understand. I thought you loved me.
Michael didnt respond. He picked up his car keys and walked out of the house without looking back.
If he had turned around, he would have seen the tears that flowed down Serenitys face and the longing that she felt way down deep in her heart. But Michael didnt care about that. He cared only about being overshadowed. Why hadnt she seen this coming? Her best friend, Melinda Marks, had tried to warn her two years ago, when shed said, Trying to do the will of God and the will of your man gets hard sometimes.
At the time, Serenity had thought that Melinda was referring to her relationship with Bishop Steven Marks. Steven and Melinda had been engaged long ago, but Steven had felt that he couldnt marry a woman who wanted to preach the gospel rather than stay at home and be a wife and mother. So, hed called off their wedding. But Gods will had prevailed in that situation, and Steven and Melinda had finally gotten married eighteen months ago.
As she wiped the tears from her eyes, Serenity told herself not to worry. Michael would come to his senses, and they would be married on Saturday, as planned.
But on Thursday, her father, Bishop Lawrence Williams, called and informed her that Michaels secretary was phoning everyone on the guest list and letting them know that the wedding had been cancelled. Thats when Serenity finally faced the fact that Michael wasnt coming back. He had allowed his ego to override their love, and she was crushed.
Why didnt you tell me, sweetheart? her father asked.
I thought he would change his mind. I just didnt believe he was serious.
Serenity had been calling Michael for the past three days, leaving messages on his answering machine and voice mail, letting him know that she still loved him, and that she still wanted to go through with the wedding. Why should she have to wait ten years for Michael to come to his senses, as Melinda had done with Steven? Serenity was convinced that if they just went ahead and got married, they would be able to work everything out later.
Why is he doing this? her father asked, cutting in on her thoughts.
He says Im too competitivethat he cant marry a woman who overshadows him and his ministry.
Oh, sweetheart, Im so sorry to hear that. But if thats the way he feels, then he doesnt deserve you. I believe that, if youre meant to marry a preacher, God will send one who can handle your anointing.
Serenity didnt respond to her fathers remark, and they brought their conversation to an end. But, by the time she had hung up the phone, she had made a very clear resolution. She wouldnt waste another minute of her life on another ego-driven preacher.
Pastor Phillip McKnight was a man who had been greatly blessed by God. There was no other explanation for the extraordinary life hed led. Hed played sixteen years of professional football, being traded only twice and winning a Super Bowl championship with both teams. The last team hed played for had been the Tampa Bay Buccaneers. Hed been thirty-seven and still fit enough to play, if hed wanted, when hed voluntarily retired. But Phillip had other things on his mind. Hed earned millions of dollars from his winning football career, and now he wanted to live out the rest of his life serving God and winning souls for the kingdom.
When he arrived at the new building of the church he pastored, New Destiny, he entered, eager to check on the progress of the construction workers. He had given up a lot to build this church, but he had no regrets. In his lifetime, he had experienced fame and fortune, the likes of which most people only dream about. But none of the things he had accomplished ever truly fulfilled him. Then, one day, hed met Jesus, and it was as if the blinders came off. He began to see things so much more clearly. He received new direction for his life.
Jimmy Dayton, the foreman for the construction company, met Phillip in the fellowship hall. Ive got something to show you, he told him excitedly.
Lead the way, Phillip said, hoping that at least one of the rooms in the church was finally finished. They had been making plans for the building for a year and a half, but construction hadnt started until nine months ago. Right now, New Destiny was holding its services in a high school gymnasium, and he was getting ready to come home.
Jimmy opened the double doors to the sanctuary, and Phillip walked in, his eyes beholding the beauty of the navy blue wall-to-wall carpet and the matching cushioned pews, which spanned the three-thousand-seat sanctuary. The glass podium hed ordered was in the pulpit area, waiting for him to stand behind it and preach the Word. He turned to Jimmy. This looks incredible! What else is finished?
Just your office, but the structure is solid enough for your congregation to have services here soon.
This is the best news Ive had all week! Phillip exclaimed. Im glad I stopped by today. How soon can we start holding our services in here? He couldnt keep the excitement out of his voice.
Probably in about two weeks or so, Jimmy said. We need to get a couple more things done before the safety inspection.
Okaybut hurry up! I cant wait to have our services in this sanctuary, Phillip said before heading for his new office, where he sat down behind the desk. He finally felt like they were making progress. That sense of satisfaction enabled him to take out the envelope hed been carrying around all day in his pocket and put it on his desk. He looked at the envelope for a full ten minutes before picking it up and opening it.
Slowly, he unfolded the divorce decree and stared at it for a few moments before throwing it back on his desk. Then, he leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and prayed for strength.
No, this man is not keeping me waiting like this, Serenity thought as she looked at her diamond-studded Gucci watch. It was one of her favorite accessories. The watch had been priced at two grand, but Serenity had talked the store manager into halving the price. Her father always told her that a woman should treat herself to something special every now and then. So, while shed been on her honeymoon in the Bahamaswithout the groomshed purchased this gorgeous watch without a second thought. She loved the look and feel of Gucci on her wrist.
But her beautiful timepiece was telling her that her interviewee was twenty minutes late. The infamous Pastor Phillip McKnight had cancelled the interview theyd scheduled for two weeks ago so that he and a group of evangelists, ministers, and church members could travel to Port-au-Prince, Haiti, to help with the disaster relief efforts after the terrible earthquake that had racked the country and claimed so many lives. Serenity wholeheartedly understood Pastor McKnights desire to be in Haiti during the countrys time of need. She had even set up a disaster relief fund on her own Web site, encouraging the viewers of her Christian television show, Walk This Way, to donate money. But Pastor McKnight had been back in the States for three days now. What in the world could have caused him to be late for their rescheduled meeting?
Serenity hadnt wanted to interview Pastor McKnight in the first place. She was more comfortable with female preachers and teachers on her show, and she thought that her viewership, consisting predominantly of young to middle-aged women, would benefit most from hearing about the accomplishments and visions of other women around their age. But her producer kept telling her that women were also interested in men who served the Lord. So, here she was, being mistreated by another arrogant pastor who thought the world revolved around his inflated head.
Well, enough was enough. Serenity would not wait a second longer. She was going to gather up her camera crew and head back to Chicago. But, as she stood up, the office door opened, and a broad-shouldered man with skin the color of milk chocolate rushed through it. She had seen Pastor McKnight on television when hed played for Tampa, but that football helmet must have blocked her view, because she had never imagined that the man was this fine in the flesh. Serenity sat back down and tried to process everything she knew about Pastor Phillip McKnight. He was a former football player whod started building the church he now pastored a year before retiring from the NFL. She also knew that he was divorced.
Sorry Im so late, he said with an apologetic smile. I got a flat tire on the interstate and had to change it.
That explained the dirt smudges she saw on his dress shirt. I thought you forgot about our interview, Serenity said, not willing to let him off the hook too easily.
Phillip stretched out his hand, and she took it. As they shook, Phillip said, I could never forget an appointment with Serenity Williams. Even four flat tires couldnt keep me away.
Serenity pulled her hand out of his grip. The man was charming, but he was a preacher, and that made her mistrustful. It also made him off-limits. Ever since that swollen-headed reverend, Michael Randolph, had dumped her because her ministry was more successful than his, she had sworn off preachers. Even her brother, Larry the egomaniac, freely admitted that he wouldnt be able to handle a wife who made more money or was better known than he. Falling in love with a preacher was for women who looked good in straitjackets and liked padded rooms. Best just to get this interview over with and forget shed ever met Pastor Phillip McKnight. So, would you like to talk in here first, or would you like to show the camera crew around the church so they can shoot some footage for the show?
well, II guess we could talk first, ifif thats okay with you, Phillip said.
Are you sure, Pastor McKnight? Because, if youd rather work with the film crew first, Im okay with that.
No, noplease, sit back down. Id like nothing more than to speak with you right now. He sat down behind his desk and then said, I forgot to charge my cell phone.
What does that have to do with anything? Serenity wondered as she looked at him with questioning eyes.
Phillip pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and set it on his desk. I would have called to tell you that I was going to be late, but my cell died on me.
Okay, Serenity said. She had already moved on and wished hed do the same. She pulled her notepad and pen out of her purse. This is a pretty big church building for such a young ministry. Most preachers begin their ministries in storefronts or other smaller locales. What made you decide to go so big so soon?
No small talk, no chitchat; just get straight down to business, huh?
Serenity put down her notepad. I wasnt trying to rush you, Pastor McKnight. Its just that my father taught me about the value of time, and I try not to waste it.
Your father seems like a wise man. Thats why I have a meeting scheduled with him next week. Ill be sure to let him know that his daughter still follows his advice.
Serenitys curiosity was piqued. She wanted to know why Pastor Phillip McKnight would leave the warmth of Tampa, Florida, to come to Chicago during the season of snowstorms and winter chills, but she didnt ask. Instead, she said, Make sure to bring a heavy coat and a pair of gloves. They dont call it the Windy City for nothing.
I plan to. Your father already warned me about the weather. But he promised that your mother would fix a warm meal for my trouble.
With a furrowed brow, Serenity said, My mother normally tells me when she and my father are hosting out-of-town guests. Im surprised she didnt say anything about your visit. Then, as if shaking off the shocking news, she picked her notepad back up. Shall we continue, then, Pastor McKnight?
Phillip put his elbows on his desk and smiled at her. Would you do me a favor? he asked.
That depends. What do you need? she asked with a wary grin on her face.
Would you please call me Phillip? I dont think we need to be so formal, especially since Ill be meeting your parents next week.
Okay, the suspense was killing her. There was no way she was going to be able to wait until she was finished with her work to call her mother and find out why Phillip was coming to dinner. So, why are you and my father getting together next week?
I guess Im kind of looking for a spiritual father, of sorts. Ive been a pastor for only two years, and Im getting to the point where I really need some godly guidance and mentoring.
Are you saying that youve decided to voluntarily bring the church you built under another mans leadership?
Phillip shook his head. I dont see it as the church I built. This church was built by God and the people of God, and I just want to continue to honor Him in all that we do.
Most of the pastors Serenity knew werent eager to submit themselves to another mans leadership. Michael, for example, had always complained about the things her father would ask him to do when hed presided over Michaels church. Even her thickheaded brother complained about their dad poking his nose into his business from time to time. Serenity had to admit, Pastor Phillip McKnight seemed somewhat different. But there had to be something wrong with himafter all, his ex-wife had left him for some reason, right?
Serenity had finally agreed to do this interview in part because shed figured it would give her an opportunity to show her viewers how egotistical and pride-filled Pastor McKnight was. This might just be her chance. She leaned closer to Phillip and, in the most innocent voice she could muster, said, You sound like a reasonable man, Pastor McKnight. One would wonder why your wife divorced you.
Phillip flinched, then said, Ive got an idea. Why dont you wait for me in the sanctuary? Ill change my shirt, and then we can give the camera crew a tour of the facility while you interview me about the ministry.
She didnt miss his emphasis on about the ministry, and she was immediately horrified at what shed said.
Phillip had changed the subject, and she was more than willing to move away from it, as well. You keep extra shirts at work? she asked.
Phillip stood up and pointed at the dirt spots on his shirt. Never know when Ill get all grimy changing a tire.
My father keeps extra clothes at his church office, too.
Smart man, Phillip said.
She laughed as she stood up. Okay, Ill wait for you in the sanctuary.
Before she could turn away, Phillip said, You have a beautiful smile, Serenity. You should always keep a smile on your face.
The compliment made Serenity uncomfortable. She turned and headed out the door as quick as her three-inch heels would carry her.
Why did I say that? Phillip wanted to bash himself in the head for speaking like that to a woman who obviously wanted nothing to do with him. Serenity Williams had practically run out of his office, as if hed told her he had swine flu or something.
Phillip took off his soiled shirt, reached into his closet, and grabbed a blue button-down. As he put it on and then turned to the mirror to examine himself, his thoughts turned back to Serenity. He had been watching her program for more than a month nownot every day, but he made a point to watch whenever he could. Somehow, hed never imagined that her hazel eyes would sparkle as brightly as they did in person. And that smile of hers almost took his breath away. Actually, Phillip wished it had taken his breath away, for then, he wouldnt have been able to embarrass himself with stupid talk.
How could he have come on to Serenity like some high school jock with a crush on the prom queen? He lightly slapped his cheeks with his fingertips. Get yourself together. Go out there and act in a professional manner, he instructed himself, pointing a finger at his reflection in the mirror.
Phillip left his office, determined to conduct himself in an upright way. Serenity might very well be one of the most beautiful women hed seen in a long time, but he was a man of God, and he knew how to control himself. Okay, Phillip said, clasping his hands together as he stood in the sanctuary, looking from Serenity to the camera crew. Is everybody ready to get this tour started?
We sure are. Serenity stood up and introduced Phillip to the camera crew, which consisted of two guys. This is Lenny, she said as she pointed to a tall, slim Conan OBrien look-alike. Hell be snapping pictures. She then pointed to a slightly balding African-American man wearing blue jeans and a shirt with palm trees on it. Bob will be shooting all the footage.
Hello, Lenny. Hello, Bob. Phillip nodded at each man.
So, where do you want to start? Serenity asked him.
Well, youre already in my pride and joy. Phillip lifted his arms and did a full circle on the plush carpet of the sanctuary. This is the first space that was finished, after the office complex. We wanted to be able to have services here, even while the construction crew was pounding their way through the rest of the building.
Serenity looked from the pulpit to the many pews that lined the first floor and then to the balcony. This is a beautiful sanctuary. I love the navy and burgundy colors you chose. Very bold, but still warm and inviting. She turned to Phillip and asked, How many people can you fit in this sanctuary?
It seats about three thousand.
For such a young ministry, that is an awful lot of members to have.
Oh, we have only about eighteen hundred members, but I believe that we will quickly grow into the place.
Sources have said that you put up five million of your own money for this project, but Im surprised that a bank would loan you the rest of the money you needed without the membership to back it up, Serenity said.
Im still raising capital to finish the building. Were a work in progress, as you will see.
So, the bank wouldnt loan you the money?
Were in a recession. They loaned me half of what I needed, and I have to come up with the other half.
But youve already put up so much of your own money. Do you think youll get to a point where youll say enough is enough?
Shaking his head, Phillip said, I would give that and much more to the vision God gave me. What he didnt say, though, was that following Gods purpose for his life had already cost him dearly. He had been willing to give the money, but watching his wife walk out the door had been the hardest thing hed ever done. Lets move forward, shall we?
Phillip led them to the office suite and let them snap pictures of the staff members as they went about their various tasks. Then, he showed them the spaces that would one day be the youth center, additional classrooms, and the fitness room.
I have never seen a fitness room in a church complex, Serenity said, signaling Lenny to continue snapping pictures of the equipment.
Phillip picked a fifty-pound weight off the floor and put it back on the rack where it belonged. Although the room was not yet finished, several men in the church had set up the equipment and begun using it, anyway. Guys didnt need muchjust some barbells and a bench press. Ladies, on the other hand, would want to pretty the room up, get rid of the dust and clutter, hang mirrors, and so forth. I believe in the importance of staying in shapetaking care of Gods temple, he said.
I guess you do, Serenity said with a thoughtful look on her face. Then, she snapped back into professional mode with another question. So, what does a day in the life of Phillip McKnight look like?
Im not very complex. I get up around six in the morning. I go for a run, then I dig into the Word of God and pray, have a quick breakfast, and come to the church. Once Im at church, I either plan my sermon or do some other work around here.
Speaking of your sermon, Serenity said, what time do you want us back here tonight so that Bob can film the message?
The service begins at seven, but I normally dont start preaching until about seven forty-five.
Okay, Serenity said as she held out her hand to shake Phillips. I think we got some good footage today. So, well wrap up for now and finish everything this evening.
As Phillip took Serenitys hand in his, he had to remind himself that this was a business meeting and not a first date. He wanted to kiss her hand, but he restrained himself. When he released her hand, he noticed the Gucci watch on her wrist. His ex-wife had liked expensive things, too, and he couldnt help wondering if Serenity was just like the woman whod left him and taken half of his hard-earned money with her.
This novel is a work of fiction. References to real events, organizations, or places are used in a fictional context. Any resemblances to actual persons, living or dead, are entirely coincidental.
All Scripture quotations are taken from the New King James Version, © 1979, 1980, 1982, 1984 by Thomas Nelson, Inc. Used by permission. All rights reserved.
A Love for Tomorrow
Book Two in the Second Chance at Love Series
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© 2010 by Vanessa Miller
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A love for tomorrow / by Vanessa Miller.
p. cm. (Second chance at love; bk. 2)
Summary: Christian television show host Serenity Williams is determined never to fall in love with another ego-driven pastor, but then she meets Pastor Phillip McKnight, whose kingdom vision and humble personality begin to change her mindProvided by publisher.
ISBN 978-1-60374-208-5 (trade pbk.)
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