On Friday, the people in the church where Cassie attended gathered together to prepare for a big tent revival and social that was to start on Saturday. The women brought the hamburgers, hot dogs, casseroles, desserts, and drinks for the social they were going to have on Saturday. Two of the men picked up the tent, and when they arrived back at the church, all of the men helped to put up the tent.
Since they had to put up the tent on Friday, they wanted someone to stay there overnight to make sure everything was okay. Cassie volunteered to stay overnight at her church. She enjoyed being alone so she could read, write stories, or write in her journal. Cassie especially enjoyed mysteries and crime fiction.
When Cassie arrived at her church, she let herself in and locked the door. She placed her things in one of the meeting rooms. Cassie put her lunch sack on the table in front of the burgundy sofa. She took out her ham salad sandwich, chips, and pop and started eating.
As she ate, she thought of her surroundings. It was quiet and peaceful. She was glad she volunteered to stay there because she had such a busy life with tutoring, writing, and teaching as a substitute. She wanted a break away from her busy life.
After Cassie ate, she walked around the church and thought about her life with God. She was happy at her new church. She made several friends and began to develop her relationship with God. Cassie made sure that all of the doors were locked as well as the windows. Then, she turned off the lights and went back to the room where she was staying. She picked up her journal and started writing about the day.
Within an hour, Cassie took out her sleeping bag and put it on the sofa. She picked up her writing pad and pen and climbed inside her sleeping bag. As she lay there, she let her mind wander. She liked to let her mind relax so she could listen to God’s voice or any thoughts that came to her. She never knew what kind of story ideas would come to her.
As she wrote down her thoughts, she became startled by some noises she thought she heard outside. She listened for a few minutes and decided to get up. She peeked through the white blinds that covered the windows. It was dark outside, so she couldn’t tell if anyone was around. She decided to climb back into her sleeping back.
She tossed and turned throughout the night. She wished she could sleep better because she knew she was going to have a busy day on Saturday. Cassie looked forward to the revival. She tried to relax and go back to sleep.
However, that didn’t help, so she prayed that God would help her sleep. She fell asleep for awhile, and then woke up again. She couldn’t understand why she couldn’t sleep. Shortly, she thought she heard the sound of a truck and two men talking. She knew someone had to be there, but it was too dark to see anything, and she didn’t want to go outside to find out who was there. Her conscience began to bother her. “Oh no! What if someone is stealing the tent? That doesn’t make sense. Who would want a tent? I must be imagining things. I’ll check in the morning. It’s only a few hours more.”
Cassie still couldn’t sleep. She knew she had to get up and check on the tent. She climbed out of bed and looked outside. She couldn't see anybody around. “Wait a minute! What happened to the tent?" Cassie blurted out. "Who took it? How could someone take down that tent so fast?”
Cassie started to call her pastor, but she decided to wait until morning. She didn’t want to bother him or anyone else. Early in the morning, she would call Detective Mallory. She climbed back into bed and still couldn’t sleep. She felt guilty that she didn’t protect the tent like she should have. “It’s all my fault. Why did this happen to me? Now, people are going to hate me since I failed them. I just can’t do things right.”
In the morning, Cassie called the police. She hoped that someone would forgive her for what happened. She also hoped that Detective Mallory would arrive before her pastor. She didn’t want to face him or anyone in the church right now.
After Detective Mallory arrived, she told him she spent the night there to guard the building and the tent. “I thought I heard a noise outside, but since it was dark, I didn’t check. Finally, I got up because I just couldn’t sleep. I looked out the window and saw that the tent was gone.”
“Where was the tent set up?”
“Right here,” Cassie said, as she walked over to the spot.
"I would like for you to go inside, and I’ll search the area.”
Cassie walked inside the church and locked the door. Then, she walked back to her room.
Within a few minutes, Cassie heard someone open the door. Cassie got up to see who was there. Cassie trembled with fear when she saw her pastor standing in front of her.
“Cassie, what happened here? Where’s the tent?”
“Someone took it in the night. That’s why Detective Mallory is here. I called him early this morning.”
“You seem nervous. Are you all right?”
“I guess so. I’m sorry it happened.”
“That’s all right. Things like that happen.”
“Will you forgive me?” Cassie asked, as she looked to the side. She couldn’t look her pastor in the eye because she felt guilty.
“Cassie, it’s okay. Don’t feel guilty because this happened. We’ll find out what happened.”
“We’ll just get another tent before our revival starts.”
“Okay.” Cassie felt better after she talked to her pastor. She felt forgiven.
Detective Mallory returned and told them he just received a call about two men who were in a truck and stopped on the side of the road not too far from here. They had a flat tire. When the police arrived to help them, they found out the men had taken the tent and were suspects in a number of robberies.
“That’s good,” Cassie replied, with a cheerful expression on her face.
“Can we get our tent back? We have a revival this morning,” Cassie’s pastor asked.
“Sure,” Detective Mallory replied.
Within an hour, the tent was put back up and the revival began. Cassie was relieved that things worked out. She realized that she needed to be open about her feelings even though she was nervous and scared to confront her pastor.