The Power in a Telephone Call

What power the telephone holds! I am always amazed how a few short rings can alter one's day or night. Timing plays a major role in predictability. We know from experience that those incessant rings that rouse us from sleep in the wee hours of the morning rarely bear good news. Of course, there are some exceptions. For example, I called my parents in the wee hours of the morning to announce I was off to the hospital to deliver their first grandchild.

Calls coming mid-morning though- well, they are the unpredictable ones. These are the calls that catch us off guard and hold the power to redirect our day or, at the very least, evoke an emotional response.

My phone rang this morning. Caller ID brought the anticipation of a warm call from a beloved family member. And I was not disappointed, that is until the end of the call when I was informed, as a matter of fact, that Ken Lay had died this morning. After the initial shock, my first thought whispered the question, "Was it suicide?" No, it seems it was a matter of the heart.

And my own became very heavy as well. It is my prayer that the final chapter of a truly great man will bring healing to all seeking vengeance and closure to the rest of us who have learned our lessons well and are desperate to put Enron and its fall from grace in its final resting place. God bring Your comfort to his family and friends.