Janine’s Package of Help
Janine needed help in the worst way but it would be a “cold day” before she’d ask for it. After all, whenever she needed or asked for help in the past, there was never anyone around.
Living in the outskirts of Texas where nothing can be seen except flat, dry ground and an occasional car or van driving by, could be downright tedious! And, the sad part was that those few and far between cars and vans were often the highlights in Janine’s life and that could be mighty devastating to someone so alone, like Janine.
Well, like it not she needed help today and as far as she could tell, it was unlikely anyone would be coming along—including relatives, to help save the day..
Janine had just gone through the last stages of menopause, divorced her husband of twenty years and saw the last of her children leave, just two months ago. She was now alone, with just her computer and books to keep her company.
It was hard to ask for help but if she didn’t get some kind of emotional assistance soon, she knew her life might soon be over.
She sat at her desk, surrounded by mounds of papers and folders, a large computer and through it all, looked out her small bedroom window and sighed, “When did this awful depression begin and why didn’t I see it coming?” Of course she did see it coming with the divorce and children leaving; she was simply in denial.
She sat there looking out the window for about twenty minutes and then her cell phone rang…
Who could that be? She seldom received phone calls in the middle of the day. It probably was a salesman; after all, who else would call in the afternoon?
She picked up the receiver and a deep voice answered, “Did you get my message?”
“Who is this and what message are you talking about?”
“ My email and you don’t need to know my name. Well, gotta go. Check you out, later?”
Before she could reply, the caller hung up and she was left wondering what was going on.
Minutes later, she checked her email and sure enough there was a message from Steve.
She opened the message and it said, “Hi Janine! Hope you’re alright. I’m sending you a package and it’s something that will help you.”
“What a strange email! I’m not even going to dignify it with a response. Just a quack, I’m sure.”
The following day around eleven in the morning, a UPS man came to her door and knocked.
“Hi ma’am. Got a package for you.”
She signed for it, closed the door and opened the package. It was big and it took time to open it. Underneath all of the layers of wrapping she finally found the object, small and at the very bottom…
“This is exactly what I need! But, how in the world did he know what I needed?”
Inside the package was something tiny, almost unnoticeable but it was exactly what Janine needed….Wrapped in a beautiful gold cloth, inside the small package laid a cross and inscribed on the back was written, “To Janine, with love from Jesus, via Steve, my disciple.”
Janine needed help in the worst way but it would be a “cold day” before she’d ask for it. After all, whenever she needed or asked for help in the past, there was never anyone around.
Living in the outskirts of Texas where nothing can be seen except flat, dry ground and an occasional car or van driving by, could be downright tedious! And, the sad part was that those few and far between cars and vans were often the highlights in Janine’s life and that could be mighty devastating to someone so alone, like Janine.
Well, like it not she needed help today and as far as she could tell, it was unlikely anyone would be coming along—including relatives, to help save the day..
Janine had just gone through the last stages of menopause, divorced her husband of twenty years and saw the last of her children leave, just two months ago. She was now alone, with just her computer and books to keep her company.
It was hard to ask for help but if she didn’t get some kind of emotional assistance soon, she knew her life might soon be over.
She sat at her desk, surrounded by mounds of papers and folders, a large computer and through it all, looked out her small bedroom window and sighed, “When did this awful depression begin and why didn’t I see it coming?” Of course she did see it coming with the divorce and children leaving; she was simply in denial.
She sat there looking out the window for about twenty minutes and then her cell phone rang…
Who could that be? She seldom received phone calls in the middle of the day. It probably was a salesman; after all, who else would call in the afternoon?
She picked up the receiver and a deep voice answered, “Did you get my message?”
“Who is this and what message are you talking about?”
“ My email and you don’t need to know my name. Well, gotta go. Check you out, later?”
Before she could reply, the caller hung up and she was left wondering what was going on.
Minutes later, she checked her email and sure enough there was a message from Steve.
She opened the message and it said, “Hi Janine! Hope you’re alright. I’m sending you a package and it’s something that will help you.”
“What a strange email! I’m not even going to dignify it with a response. Just a quack, I’m sure.”
The following day around eleven in the morning, a UPS man came to her door and knocked.
“Hi ma’am. Got a package for you.”
She signed for it, closed the door and opened the package. It was big and it took time to open it. Underneath all of the layers of wrapping she finally found the object, small and at the very bottom…
“This is exactly what I need! But, how in the world did he know what I needed?”
Inside the package was something tiny, almost unnoticeable but it was exactly what Janine needed….Wrapped in a beautiful gold cloth, inside the small package laid a cross and inscribed on the back was written, “To Janine, with love from Jesus, via Steve, my disciple.”