PODCAST: Whyte House Family Spoken Novels Episode #44: And Family Drama Just Won’t Stop Chapter 44 by Daniel Whyte III with Meriqua Whyte

Welcome to the Whyte House Family Spoken Novels podcast episode #44. Today we are reading chapter 44 of the novel “…And Family Drama Just Won’t Stop” by Daniel Whyte III with Meriqua Whyte.


Chapter Forty-Three

“And, behold, there met him a woman with the attire of an harlot, and subtil of heart. (She is loud and stubborn; her feet abideth not in her house: Now is she without, now in the streets, and lieth in wait at every corner.)” – Proverbs 7:10-12

Bro. Reynolds kissed his wife good bye with the promise to return to take her out to lunch at 12:30. Janice and Jonathan had already left for school. They would drop James off on their way to school. The secretary was already in place when he walked in the door. She had some phone calls for him to return. After prayer with Pastor Richardson, Bro. Montague, some of the teaching staff, the secretary and a few others who turned up voluntarily for prayer, and after going over a few preliminaries with Pastor Richardson, he started his day. Precisely at 10:22 he dialed a number that the secretary had passed on to him. It had no name attached to it.

“Hi, Dwayne. I’ve been waiting for you to call.” Bro. Reynolds’ first impulse was to hang up the phone, but he decided against it. “What do you want?”

“Oh, you know. My husband’s finally out of my life. I filed for divorce two weeks ago. I decided to stay away from you until I got that solidified. So I am all yours.”

“Such a pity. Such a pity. I take it you want some comfort and some counseling.” Bro. Reynolds decided to play along with her for a while.

“Hey, you hit it right on the head. That’s what I like about you. You are so insightful. So would you be my counselor?” she asked with expectation.

“Tell you what. Why don’t I call your pastor and set up an appointment for you. Or better yet, you could have a telephone counseling session with my wife who I know feels very sorry for you. Or…”

“My pastor already knows about the divorce.” Caroline wanted to put a stop to whatever suggestions he had to offer. She wanted to be the one to tell him what to do.

“Oh, really. Did he give you the o.k.?” asked Bro. Reynolds. Apparently Caroline had forgotten that he used to serve at her church and he knew quite well that the pastor did not approve of husbands and wives getting divorced, and would never give the okay on it unless it was for adultery.

“I really do not want to go there.” She was rather abrupt.

“Why not? It would let me know which way to go with our counseling session.”

“All right. He was against it but he didn’t get the full picture. My husband just did not treat me right and tried to cover it up when we spoke with the pastor. He always wanted his own way.”

“No, Caroline.” Apparently she had forgotten Bro. Reynolds knew her husband. “I believe he got the full picture. The truth is, you are a spoiled brat who always wants your own way. You throw a tantrum just like a little child when you can’t get what you want and I’m glad God delivered me from your grip.”

Caroline was boiling underneath her skin. Bro. Reynolds was having fun. He was not going to show her any mercy. The gall of her trying to come back into his life to mess up his family. Any woman who would do that was not worth giving the time of the day.

“Well,” said Caroline, obviously hurt, “you really do not know me. But anyway, I called because I have a surprise for you this Sunday.”

“Right, and what might that be?” asked Bro. Reynolds with suspicion.

“Keep your eyes and ears open on Sunday. Bye.”

Bro. Reynolds shared the conversation with his wife over lunch. None of them could put a finger on what she meant by her last statement: ‘Keep your eyes and ears open on Sunday.’ “She may be planning on being in services on Sunday,” said Sis. Reynolds. “But whatever the case, I think you need to tell Pastor Richardson because I think that lady is losing her mind.”

Back at the church, Bro. Reynolds shared the conversation with Pastor Richardson. “The devil is like a roaring lion and right now he is roaring real loud. He does not like what we are doing here, Brother. He does not like us pulling people out of his kingdom and placing them in God’s kingdom. He’s hitting on other families as well. We must be prepared for anything,” said Pastor Richardson.

“Pastor, I hate to bring you into something that took place in my life months ago. You were gracious enough to give me the assistant pastor’s position, but I had no idea…”

“Brother, you’re part of the family now and we look out for each other. None of us knew she would still be trying to chase after you. Some women are desperate. Anyway, let’s pray earnestly about this and not get diverted. I would keep this quiet if I were you. We don’t know if she has any contacts here at this church or not.”


Bro. Reynolds turned up for church early on Sunday morning. Nothing looked out of the ordinary. Services were well under way, and no sooner had Pastor Richardson stood in the pulpit to begin the sermon than in strolled Caroline Martin—all fixed up. Her hair was up in a French bun; her lips were painted in bright red; her mascara was as thick as pencil lead; the earrings hanging from her ears were about two inches in diameter; she was skimpily clad in a red dress with spaghetti straps; the dress ended above the middle of her thighs. One could not tell whether or not she had on stockings and her slippers sported a three inch high heel.

Pastor Richardson, the discerning man that he was, picked up immediately that this may just be Caroline Martin set out to give Bro. Reynolds the surprise of his life on Sunday morning. If attention is what she wants, then attention is what she will get.“Come on in. You’re right on time for the most important part of our services—the preaching of God’s Word. Amen, everyone?” He looked across to Bro. Reynolds who sometimes sat in the pulpit area with him. Their eyes met with a ‘that’s her’ look.

Caroline purposely strolled up to the front pew, looking for a spot to sit down. Some kind gentleman gave up his seat in the second row at the end of the pew which she reluctantly took. Her eyes never shifted from off Bro. Reynolds. She crossed her legs with her foot sticking out into the aisle. Bro. Reynolds looked across to his wife.

There were some snickerings from some in the congregation. Pastor Richardson nodded to one of the older ladies in the front row; it was the signal for her to discreetly give one of the neatly folded cloths she kept within reach to Caroline to place over her lap and over her knees. Caroline took the cloth, but refused to cover herself with it. Bro. Reynolds had a difficult time containing himself, so he went on down to sit with his wife and children while the Scripture passage was being read. He raised his eyebrows at his wife and shrugged his shoulders which was as much to say, “Don’t ask me.”

Several of the men lowered their eyes and heads, some to hide the smile that was seeping out; others out of embarrassment. The ladies definitely were embarrassed. Sis. Montague could not help it as an “Oh, my goodness” escaped her lips. Sis. Bettie, who was sitting off to the side up front turned all the way around in an attempt to catch Sis. Mills’ eye. “Don’t move an inch,” Bro. Harold warned between gritted teeth, knowing her and Sis. Bettie all too well. In spite of this distraction, Pastor Richardson preached just as any other Sunday and managed to keep the attention of the crowd. Bro. and Sis. Reynolds left discreetly while the invitation was being given. They wanted nothing to do with this woman.

Pastor Richardson positioned himself at the front exit as he normally did after each service with Sis. Richardson at his side. Both shook Caroline’s hand as she approached them.

“Good to have you and thank you for visiting with us today,” Pastor Richardson said. “If we can be of help to you in any way, please let my wife know. Did you fill out a visitor’s card?”

“As a matter of fact she can,” said Caroline, completely ignoring the question. Stepping off to the side with Sis. Richardson she continued, “I’m a good friend of Dwayne Reynolds and I was wondering, is he still here? I thought I saw him earlier.”

“He had to leave early but I can give him a message.”

“Well, could I get his home phone number or his address?”

“We don’t give out the home numbers or addresses of staff members.”

A disappointed look flooded Caroline’s face. She left in somewhat of a huff. Why, that negro skipped out on me like that. I drove three hours to get here and he runs out on me. Little does he know that next Sunday is another Sunday and I do not give up easily.


Thank you for joining us for this episode of Whyte House Family stories. You may purchase a copy of this novel and any other Christian fiction books read on this podcast from Amazon.com.

Now, dear listener, please know that God—the divine Author of all things—wants to write a great story with your life as well. But first you must give Him the pen by trusting Him with the life He gave you and surrendering your heart to Jesus Christ as Savior. Here is how:

1. Accept the fact that you are a sinner, and that you have broken God’s law. The Bible says in Ecclesiastes 7:20: “For there is not a just man upon earth that doeth good, and sinneth not.” Romans 3:23 reads: “For all have sinned and come short of the glory of God.”

2. Accept the fact that there is a penalty for sin. The Bible states in Romans 6:23: “For the wages of sin is death…”

3. Accept the fact that you are on the road to hell. Jesus Christ said in Matthew 10:28: “And fear not them which kill the body, but are not able to kill the soul: but rather fear him which is able to destroy both soul and body in hell.” The Bible says in Revelation 21:8: “But the fearful, and unbelieving, and the abominable, and murderers, and whoremongers and sorcerers, and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone: which is the second death.”

4. Accept the fact that you cannot do anything to save yourself! The Bible states in Ephesians 2: 8, 9: “For by grace are ye saved through faith: and that not of yourselves: it is a gift of God. Not of works, lest any man should boast.”

5. Accept the fact that God loves you more than you love yourself, and that He wants to save you from hell. Jesus Christ said in John 3:16, “For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.”

6. With these facts in mind, please repent of your sins, believe on the Lord Jesus Christ and pray and ask Him to come into your heart and save you this very moment. The Bible states in the book of Romans 10:9, 13: “That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised Him from the dead, thou shalt be saved.”

“For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.”

Dear friend, if you are willing to believe on the Lord Jesus Christ for salvation, please pray with me this simple prayer: Heavenly Father, I realize that I am a sinner and that I have done some bad things in my life. For Jesus Christ sake, please forgive me of my sins. I now believe with all of my heart that Jesus Christ died for me, was buried, and rose again. Lord Jesus, please come into my heart and save my soul and change my life today. Amen.

If you believed in your heart that Jesus Christ died on the cross, was buried, and rose again, allow me to say, congratulations on doing the most important thing in life and that is accepting Jesus Christ as your Lord and Saviour! For more information to help you grow in your newfound faith in Christ, go to Gospel Light Society.com and read “What To Do After You Enter Through the Door”. Jesus Christ said in John 10:9, “I am the door: by me if any man enter in, he shall be saved, and shall go in and out, and find pasture.”

May God bless you until next time.