Posted on 01/04/2005 8:58:35 AM PST by Pyro7480
This is a vanity of sorts, but I wanted to write about a situation I found myself in last night, and the calling all men have in their lives.
Last night, around the turn of the 1 am hour EST, I was posting to FR. I should have gone to bed an hour and a half earlier, but the topic I was posting to was too interesting to me. At that moment, I heard two people yelling outside my house. My first thought that it was my roommate arguing with someone, since she had company over. So I went upstairs, walked past her friend who was sleeping on the couch, and opened the front door. I saw a young man and young woman screaming at each other, while walking quickly down the street. The woman cursed him, and yelled something about him not caring about her or their kids.
My first reaction was to call the police, but since I dial-up, and I don't have a cordless phone connected to the land line, I ended up retrieving my cell phone. By the time I went back down to my room and got it, and went back up to the front door, the man was walking quickly in the opposite direction, and I initially saw no sign of the woman. I waited for a moment, and then I saw the woman emerge from around the corner on the opposite side of the road. I waited for her to get closer, and then I called to her, asking if she was ok. She was she was, though it was quite apparent that she was upset. I walked to the other side of the road, and asked her if she needed any help. She said she needed a few bucks for gas, so I said I would help her, and asked her to cross the road with me to my porch.
I went back inside and got two $10 bills from my wallet. I asked her if she needed $10 or $20, and she said $20, so I gave it to her, and she departed. I was quite concerned for her safety.
Not even 5 minutes after she left, and I had gone back to my room, I heard loud knocking on my door. By the time I got to the door, the knocking at awakened my roommate, who had been in her room the whole time. I answered the door. It was the young man. He seemed agitated. He asked me if I had given money to the young woman, and I said yes. By this point, my roommate had come down the stairs, and she asked me to close the door, which I did. The man departed.
I finally called the police, and told them what had happened. They said they would send a patrol, which I don't know if they actually did. After I finished talking to the officer, I called my sister, who I figured would probably still be awake, even at this hour, since she is in college. I told her what had happened, and she was of the impression that I should stayed out of the situation, because by my actions, retribution could come against me. I didn't care, and I explained to her my responsibility in the situation, as a Christian.
Not even an hour later, I heard the woman's voice again, but only for a moment. I felt helpless, because I wanted to help her. I had done all that I could do at that point. I prayed for her safety.
Though by my intervention, there's always the possibility that the young man could seek retribution against me for aiding his wife/girlfriend, I still am confident that I did the right thing. As human beings, we are often intimated and/or filled with fear because we know that we need to do the right thing in a situation, but we become hesitant to do so because of what may happen to ourselves. As a Christian, I know what my calling is - to love God, to love my neighbor as myself, and to carry my crosses, and therefore follow my dear Saviour Jesus Christ. We should make ourselves third in priority in our own lives, not thinking about what may happen to us if we do good, but having confidence in the Lord, and praying that we trust in Him. For as King David says in Psalm 27 [26] (which I read before I went to bed last night), "The Lord is my light and my salvation, whom shall I fear? The Lord is the protector of my life: of whom shall I be afraid?... If armies in camp should stand together against me, my heart shall not fear. If a battle should rise up against me, in this will I be confident."
You got a female roomie? I thought you were a guy?
**"The Lord is my light and my salvation, whom shall I fear? The Lord is the protector of my life: of whom shall I be afraid?... If armies in camp should stand together against me, my heart shall not fear. If a battle should rise up against me, in this will I be confident."**
Where I got my screename.
Off the top of my head, I wouldn't have given her $20. Probably a five would have been enough "for gas". Also, I'd have definitely had my gun in my hand when I answered the door when the guy knocked.
Let's hear some more about this female roommate? Her friend who was sleeping there, guy or girl? If it was a guy, shouldn't he have been sleeping with your roomate? That aspect poses more questions than it answers.
"You know, I'm going to start thanking
the woman who cleans the restroom in
the building I work in. I'm going to start
thinking of her as a human being"
Pyro, you did the right thing. God will bless you abundantly.
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury,pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life. Amen
Yeah, I live in a townhouse that usually has 3 people in it. I live in the basement room, and the other 2 live on the second floor, and we share the kitchen and living room on the first. I hardly ever see my female roommate because she works a night shift.
Yeah, that's a situation that I've been trying to rectify for some time. I need to ask someone to take me to a gun show or a store.
Her friend who was sleeping there, guy or girl? If it was a guy, shouldn't he have been sleeping with your roomate? That aspect poses more questions than it answers.
He was passed out on the couch, and I'm under the impression that this friend isn't her boyfriend.
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