A couple of weeks ago a complete stranger called the church “Just to talk.” Yesterday he called again.
“Frustrated.”
“Overwhelmed.”
“I just keep pushing and it feels like everything is closing in on me.”
“I’m not getting anywhere.”
“I know what it is to be lonely.”
I’m Listening. “Mm Hmming” into the phone. Ultimately, praying.
I looked across my office at the chairs and imagined this as a pastoral counseling appointment, which, of course, it was.
Probably not the last.
YoRocko! 