Where's the Pastor..........

I got a call from a lady who said she had been kicked out of her apartment and lost her job but that she had been hired for a new one and had bought the uniforms. She went in to start her job and found out that it was given to the boss’s niece. Now she is living in a motel and only has 37 cents in her pocket and she has a little dog. She needed someone to help her pay for her motel. She is not a member of the church. I told her that we weren’t a “mission” of that kind but if she would give me the address where she was I would look up the Bishop in that area to see if there was anything he could do. She said, “Let me talk to the Pastor.” I told her we didn’t have a Pastor, that we worked out of the Salt Lake office. She told me her address but it was spelled funny so google wouldn’t pick it up the first couple of tries. She said she was in Fort Lauderdale. Finally she spelled it to me and I said, “It looks like that is the Coral Springs Bishop.” She said, “I told you I was in Fort Lauderdale. I don’t feel Jesus in this!!! All I need is help to get my rent paid. If a church can’t even help a person in need, what are they for.” I tried to calm her down and said I would give her the name of the Food Bank and Homeless Shelter and she said, “I am not homeless and I don’t need the government to help me!” I gave her the Bishop’s phone number and then said, “He probably won’t be able to get to you until this evening because this is his home phone and I’m sure he is at work right now. He is usually at the church only a couple of evenings a week.” That put her over the edge and she basically said “Thanks for nothing!” and hung up. You feel so sorry for people like this. It makes you wonder where their families and friends are in their time of need. I am so grateful for many many family members and friends that I could turn to and know that I would get help if I were ever in that position and I love everyone of you!