snapped back around, and she hoped he didnât see her.
âI love what you said, Ace,â Rita was saying. âAccountability, prayer, Bibleâperfect ingredients for maintaining a right heart.â Her eyes lifted. âAnd lookie here, another good-looking single guy joining us. Come on up, Brian, or, uh, Alien.â Rita smiled. âMonica told me you might be coming. We saved you a seat at the front.â
From the corner of her eye, Kelli saw him pass. He took his seat at the end of the row, and someone brought him a handheld microphone.
âBrian, weâre calling this session âHeart of a Psalmist,ââ Rita said, âand weâre sharing how we need to keep a right heart in this business, which can be a struggle. I donât know how long youâll be able to stay with us, so Iâll ask you now. Is this something you think about as an artist? Is it important for you to keep a right heart before God?â
âAbsolutely,â Brian said.
He turned to face the people in the room, and Kelliâs heart reacted. The onstage Brian was a persona, someone she didnât know, from whom she could distance herself. But seeing him this close and hearing his speaking voice had an altogether different effect. She remembered how much a part of her heâd once been.
âI think about it all the time,â he said. âItâs a huge weight, trying to represent Jesus like I should, not just onstage, but always. I donât want to be a fraud or a hypocrite. You know?â
Really, Brian? Since when?
âSo Iâm constantly asking God to help me do the right things, make the right choices, be who He wants me to be.â
Kelliâs arms started to shake, and she held herself.
âOne of my favorite prayers is from Psalm 24: Lord, give me âclean hands and a pure heart.ââ
Kelli looked up now, her every fiber trained on him, and it was as if he sensed it. His eyes connected with hers, and she could tell he was stunned. She saw him lower his microphoneâand it was the last thing she saw. Kelli scooped up her things and grabbed her bag, leaning over to Cyd. âIâm stepping out. I need to be alone for a little bit.â
She wanted to hold it together long enough to get out of the room, but the walk up the aisle seemed an eternity. She got to the door finally and opened it. Then she stood on the other side . . . and cried.
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I LOVE THAT PRAYER , B RIAN ,â M ONICA SAID . âA ND I have to tell yâall, he really is the same person onstage and off. Iâm one of his biggest fans, and itâs mostly because he does have such a good heart.â
Brianâs stomach was in knots. âThanks, Monica. I appreciate that.â It was all he could do not to jump up and run out. Heâd thought he was seeing things at first. But by the way she looked at himâand her quick departureâit was Kelli. If he missed this opportunity to talk to her, heâd go out of his mind. But he couldnât just leave. How would it look? Heâd just gotten here.
âWeâve gotten some excellent nuggets so far.â Rita acknowledged her panelists. âWeâll hear from Logan and Mallory, then weâll open it up to questions.â She gestured to Logan. âYou lead a choir and a praise and worship team each Sunday, and they often sing songs youâve written. How do you maintain an authentic heart of worship week after week so it doesnât become drudgery? And do you feel a responsibility to make sure your choir and worship teams do the same?â
âIt can definitely start to feel like a job with all the related drudgery if Iâm not careful . . .â
I canât do this . Not when Kelliâs out there .
Brian walked over to Rita and leaned in, whispering, âIâm sorry. Something just came up, and I have to go. Canât promise, but I might be able to make it back for a
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