Call Karen, a friend I hadn’t seen in months. Actually it’s almost always months between calls and visits. She never comes to church anymore because she says her medications keep her up all night.
Also she has to babysit her grandson’s dog.
So, she doesn’t get out to church. But I call and, if I happen to be driving by her out-of-the-way road that is 45 minutes from my house, I stop in. (You can imagine how often that happens!) Months had passed since that last call or visit.
I figured since she would be sleeping until noon I should set my phone alarm to call about 1 P.M. – give her time to take care of the dog sitting stuff. But just to be sure, I gave a quick check with God and felt impressed that 1 P.M would be fine, more than fine. Perfect.
Called her right at 1 p.m.
When she answered the background noise sounded echoey – like she was in a big hall or airport. Her voice had that high, stressed pitch you get when you’re under pressure.
“Where are you?” I asked, “You don’t sound like you’re home.”
“I”m at the hospital. We just found out my brother has brain cancer. ”
“Brain cancer? How long has he been in the hospital?”
“This morning. He’s never been sick or had any pain or anything. He was working on a roof and he went unconscious. One of the other roofers caught him before slid off the roof. They called emergency and the ambulance brought him here this morning.”
I’m a bit confused. “And they already found out he has cancer?”
“The doctors just now told us. They did MRI’s and CATscans and said there’s nothing they can do. It’s all through him. He has only a few weeks to live.”
“What? When did they tell you?” I couldn’t believe they figured this all out that fast. I thought I must not be hearing her right.
“Just now. The doctors just left. I just came out into the hall. I was praying you would call.”
Praying I would call? I have no idea why she was praying I would call instead of another, closer friend.
But there you go.
God knew what was coming and what was needed and made sure I was lined up to make that call.
That’s why I do this. Why I say that quick prayer each morning.
So I can be where I’m needed when I’m needed. Nothing earth-shattering. No huge life changing mission. Just being there when people need me.
That’s meaning and purpose enough for me.
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