Helping Others

My caller ID announced I had a call from Washington, DC. On the off chance I was being offered a Cabinet position, I answered. I would turn it down, of course, but it would be fun to be offered. The caller was from Concerned Women of America, and he was seeking funds to fight abortion and provide information that might sway hearts to change. He was obviously reading from a script and it was hard to get in a word edgewise. I interrupted though, and told him before he got too far, given our current work situation and expenses, we could not contribute any money. I thanked him for the mission of his organization and promised I would pray for their success. I told him I am a writer and I post many blogs about the horror of abortion and the plea for our country to abandon that awful assault on life.
"Well thank you for that," he said, "I am a writer too, and it is so important to lift your voice."
"That's how I feel," I said, happy that he had clearly gone off script now, "I figure God gave me the ability to write and I have a duty to proclaim what I believe is Right."
"I would like to pray for you and your family," said the kind young man.
"Thank you for that," I said.
I got off the phone, for once glad I had picked up a telemarketer call. I had no doubt the young man was immediately bowing his head and lifting our family in prayer. I doubt he knew how much we needed it, and how grateful I was for the simple kind words of a stranger who had turned to me for help but was in the end, the helper.

2 Samuel 2:6 NIV
[6] May the Lord now show you kindness and faithfulness, and I too will show you the same favor because you have done this.


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