Randal sat listening to a phone ringing through the earpiece of the receiver. His mouth was dry and he was sweating slightly. He was making his first contact with Doug. He was just about to hang up when a deep, masculine voice said, “Hello?”
Randal froze. This was it; he was beginning his ministry but he couldn't say a word. Lord help me, he thought.
“Hello, who is this?” came the velvet voice again, this time tinged with a bit of irritation.
“Um…hello." Randal's voice was thin and higher pitched than usual. Oh great, he groaned inwardly. “My name is Randal. I am a member of the Word of the Light Fellowship. You’re Doug?”
The voice at the other end immediately became warm and enthusiastic. “Yes, yes this is Doug. Oh, man I'm so glad you called.”
“My pastoral leader, Bob, has asked I c
