Another connection was stirring. I was acquainted with Lenny for almost fifteen years, He often mentioned another close friend of his and often asked me, “Have you met Enos?” I never had. Then he would add, “You really should. You two have a lot in common and should talk to each other.” It had not happened yet. The first night I volunteered to stay on later, in walks Enos to sit with Lenny over night. Lenny introduced us and a bond was forged.
My first overnight brought forth a disconcerting event. Lenny was a member of a Pentecostal Church. A sizeable group of his fellowship showed up quite late that night and held a service in his room. There was singing, loud praying and spiritualism abounding. Towards the end of their visit, a large clamor of voices demanded. “Take up your pallet and walk.” They seemed to be making a large command that a healing take place and placed this burden on both Lenny and his God. After they left, Lenny was visibly shaken. He claimed that this affair made him feel that there was something amiss in him that prevented his receiving a healing. He was not comforted. It took most of the night, sitting with him and offering assurance that he was OK , to restore his serenity. With his permission, we asked his parishioners to cease coming over for healing services. That caused a confrontation but after consulting with the pastor they relented and agreed to hold that type of demonstration elsewhere. We slipped back into a tranquil setting.