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work over God all the time, not realizing it’s God who’s blessing him.”
    â€œDad, that’s not what I’m doing.”
    â€œThen what do you call it?”
    â€œEverson, not here in front of our company,” Mrs. Woods pleaded.
    â€œThey understand what I’m talking about,” he pointed to the guests, and most of the deacons nodded in agreement. “Your place is supposed to be with your family on that day. It’s bad enough you hardly come to church any longer. You supposed to be there every Sunday. But now, one of the biggest events we have during the year and you have to go out of town on business? What is the congregation going to think? Half of them are forgetting I have a son at all.”
    â€œDad, I don’t care what the congregation thinks,” Devin countered. “The congregation doesn’t pay my bills. You do want me to use that college education you paid for to further my career, don’t you?”
    â€œIf I knew paying for your college was going to cause you to choose career over family and church, then maybe I shouldn’t have paid for it at all,” Mr. Woods deduced.
    â€œEverson,” Mrs. Woods called.
    â€œNo, Mom. Dad is telling the truth. He paid for my college, hoping I would follow in his footsteps.”
    Mr. Woods’s jaw tightened as Devin continued.
    â€œBut I disappointed him. When I told him I wanted to be in the corporate industry, he was not happy about it. He should be happy I’ve made a name for myself and be proud of what I’ve accomplished. All he chooses to do is put me down because I didn’t follow in his seminary footsteps.”
    â€œA son is supposed to want to be like his father.”
    â€œWho says I’m not?” Devin addressed his dad. “I’m successful just like you. I’m smart just like you. I’m talented just like you. But what, just because I’m not preaching just like you, that makes me a failure?”
    â€œHoney, that’s not what your father is saying,” Mrs. Woods said, trying to calm the conversation.
    â€œThen what is he saying, Mom, huh?”
    The room remained silent, and to my surprise and utter dismay, Georgiana began to speak.
    â€œMr. Woods, can I add something please?”
    Devin’s father nodded.
    â€œDevin is right. I mean, look at what your son has accomplished. Just because he’s not going to preach doesn’t mean you have failed as his father. You and Mrs. Woods have done a marvelous job raising a wonderful, respectful young man. You have a lot to be proud of regarding Devin. And most of all, you have instilled God in him. Just because you don’t see him every Sunday doesn’t mean he’s not praying and giving God the glory. And that’s because of what you and Mrs. Woods instilled in him. Why do you think he is as successful as he is? It’s God, and I know Devin knows where his blessings are coming from,” she said, looking at Devin lovingly.
    Devin looked at her for a long moment before she turned her attention back to his dad.
    â€œYou work hard with the church because that’s your calling. Devin works hard in business because that’s what he wants to do. Both of you are successful in your own right. Who’s to say that one day you two won’t be working side by side? Yes, there’s a possibility that day may never come, but if it does, and you two ever get together, you would be a force to be reckoned with,” Georgiana concluded.
    â€œAmen,” Isabelle said, smiling from ear to ear and the guests around the table shouted amens as well.
    I was speechless because I felt like, as Devin’s wife, those should have been the words coming out of my mouth, not his ex-fiancée’s.
    I looked at Devin who was still staring at Georgiana like I wasn’t even there.
    â€œMr. Woods, I hope I didn’t overstep my bounds and disrespect you in any way because that