Saturday Special

Normally, there wouldn't be anything on Saturday, but good news! The book is finished! Even so, there is about two more weeks of reading remaining for you here. During that two weeks, the book will be edited and submitted. Hopefully, in two weeks it will present itself on Amazon.com, Barnesandnoble.com and another dozen booksellers throughout the world. I received news today that my books are now available to the people of India. Gosh, I hope in my eleven books I didn't say anything bad about cows.
Have a nice Saturday,
Dan


After Green left, Davy settled down in one of Danny’s chairs. “You knew exactly how that was going to play out.”
“Sure I did.”
“How?”
“Those people had heard Green’s hellfire and brimstone tripe probably for years. But you know something? Eventually, people, any person, is going to say to himself, “You know, looking at all the terrible things going on in this world, maybe I’m not so bad after all.” At that point, all that Hellfire stuff becomes. . .  it becomes nothing. We gave them something upbeat. They liked it. Also, Green’s tithing scam had bled them dry.”
“I didn’t say anything about not believing in tithing in my sermon. How would they know?”
“No, you didn’t say anything about not believing in it in your sermon, but each one of them hugged me when they came out of Green Hill two weeks ago. When they did, I invited them again to Camp Eden.”
“Still, they–“
”Please come visit us at Camp Eden,” I asked each one, and then the three magic words.
“Magic words?”
I whispered, “We don’t tithe.”
“That is classic. That is beautiful, but still there was something more.”
“Yes, I didn’t know for sure until two weeks ago. Every one of the members of Green’s church came to Camp Eden. Then, the important part, they were all back again last Sunday.”
“So, you knew.”
“Oh yes.”
“Was your offer of eighty thousand low?”
“No, it was fair.”
“How would you know?”
“The tax value on the property is eighty-two eight.”
“You already checked it?”
“A week ago.”
“I cannot believe it, but have we got eighty thousand dollars?”
“Oh yes, and according to Mrs. Hernandez, a whole lot more.” Danny smiled. “I need for you to step out back with me.”
“Okay, what’s up?” asked Davy as they went out the back door of Danny’s cabin.
“A present for you.”
“A present?”
“Yes, a present,” said Danny as he lifted a canvas that was covering large carved object. It was a new sign with gold leaf lettering that said “Green Hill Baptist Episcopal Church”.
“You were certain.”
“I was certain,” Danny smiled. “You like?”
“I like.”
“Would you agree that Dominick and Gorge have their new church?”
“I believe they do, Good Father. I believe it will suit them well.”
The following Sunday, Green Hill Church was announced to the people of Camp Eden and Billy-Bob and Bubba’s Methodist Church. The following Sunday it was almost standing room only at Green Hill and Dominick and Gorge took to the church like the new opportunity it was.