We have given money in the past to Mercy Corps, the volunteer relief organization that I'm not linking to right now because I'm lazier than they are.
Naturally, once you give money to a non-profit outfit, they never quit asking for more.
Mercy Corps, unfortunately, has turned into a real phone nag. This is because they are one of those outfits that calls for Amy but won't leave a message. They always hang up before I can explain they should go ahead and talk with me. This problem has come up before -- Amy's name is on whatever giving list they have, so they want to talk with her. But she's not home during the day and she sure as hell doesn't want to talk to them when they call back at dinnertime.
I try to explain this, when given the chance. We've been getting calls every day from the Mercy Corps asking for Amy. But they hang up while I'm trying to explain how they should talk to me.
Finally I interrupted this latest Mercy Corps (paid) caller and she let me explain that I'm the one who writes the checks and looks at the mail. I gave them another $50 and thanked her for giving me the time to explain the situation. She was the first out of maybe ten calls in the last week who let me get a word in beyond "can I take a message?"
She said, "Well, that's why I pray every morning before coming to work, so I can have the wisdom to guide me."
"It worked!" I told her.
Friday, October 26, 2007
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I can't think of Mercy Corps without thinking of a corpse that says "Mercy!" just like Roy Orbison did in that song, "Pretty Woman".
I'm guessing that the idea of prayer is supposed to remain a fuzzy thing in your head. But how about just one prayer that you be granted the maximum level of wisdom allowed to you for the rest of your life? How about a prayer for the removal of all evil from the Universe? ...or to maximize the evil, whichever you prefer.
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