Today at work, I called a customer and she told me she was having a little bit of problems remember specific details because her sister was dying of Cancer. I took a deep breath, expressed empathy without breaking into tears myself, and continued with the call.
At the end of the call, the lady said, “I have prayer time, is there anything you’d like me to pray for?”
I took a deep breath. Here was someone I’d only had a few minute conversation with and was in need of prayers for her own situation. I took another deep breath and replied, “How about a cure for cancer. I lost my husband to cancer and I understand what you’re going through.”
I managed to get off of the phone with just some crackling in my voice. Then as I sat at my desk, the silent tears came…. the ones you develop so you can cry without others knowing…
Wouldn’t it be wonderful if our prayers could be answered… it won’t help John and she told me that they are anticipating that her sister only has a week or so left, but what an impact it could have on people across the world.
Miss you John… love you always…
