Beckoning to the call
The telephone rang disturbing an otherwise peaceful sleep. Persistently it continues the ultra loud melody as I consider covering my head with a pillow.
Begrudingly I lift up my weighted head and glance at the clock. 5:30 am. Vaguely I remember a previous call at 12:30 am and getting out of my pleasant warm bed for an emergency lockout call. Job completed, I return home and fall into bed again about 1:20 am. A locksmith is not always a rewarding occupation methinks.
My thoughts turn back to the telephone as it continues a loud malicious attack on my nerves. Against my better judgement I pick up the receiver; “A C B locksmith Service”.
A Mrs Parker relates her next door neighbor has locked herself out of the house. The address is 1524 Joseph St. in Fairview Heights. I assure her no problem I will be there in 15 to 20 minutes. I try hard not to lie. What I meant was that it was no problem for her.
Painstakenly I dress again and go out to meet the coldest morning we have had so far this year. Fortunately the address is only about 10 minutes away.
I arrive and see an elderly lady with a nasty bruise on her forehead and bleeding slightly from one of her legs. She seems confused and is obiviously frightened and embarrassed. My heart breaks for her as I silently pray. She is assisted by a 50ish lady, Mr Parker.
Mrs Parker said the lady is Lela her 84 year old next door neighbor. Lela walked to her home for help after locking herself out. Lela fell on the concrete steps as she tried to ring the door bell. Mrs Parker also said Lela just lost her husband a few days ago. Before leaving town after the funeral apparently one of her children locked the door leading from the garage into the house. The lock on that door was never used so there was no key for it.
Although Lela declined medical attention Mrs Parker and I agree the she should at least be checked by paramedics.We called Police who will have paramedics and an Officer respond.
I pray for God to minister to this Lady giving her peace and heal her both emotionly and physically. She reminds me so much of my mother who passed away some 20 years ago.
I pick the lock open as I talk to Mrs Parker and Lela.
Paramedics arrived and checked her. Except for a few nasty cuts and bruises she was fine other than being emotionly upset. I continued to try and comfort her. The Police will attempt to locate a family member.
Lela blamed herself for getting locked out of the house. I assured her that this was something that happens to younger people as well as older folks. I also told her my wife and daughter was two of my better customers. She saw humor in this and managed to smile despite her injuries. Lela told me she was also a Christian. I continued to talk to her hoping to keep her in good spirits. We witnessed to each other for some time.
Assurred she is feeling better I gave her my cell phone number and asked her to call if she needed anything. Lela then asked what her bill was. I told her there was no bill. When she tried to insist I let her know we have to do what God wants us to do. I don’t want to disobey God.
Driving back home I somehow forget the chilly morning. I felt the warmth of God’s love. Strangely I feel better than I have in a long time.
This afternoon an unfamilar man stopped at my shop. He introduced himself as David, Lela’s son. He had brought me something from Lela.
In a brown paper bag there were two jars of home raised and canned butter beans from Lela’s garden. Wow! , One of my favorites. It brought back memories of the large garden we had when I was a child. I remembered how my Mother cooked and canned food from the garden and stored it for the winter. In the coldest part of the winter we would have fresh tasting vegatables from the garden whenever we wanted.
Tonight my wife prepared some of the butterbeans for supper.
Wow! “Just like Mama used to make”.
( C ) November 2007
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