A disturbing occurrence earlier this week. I was home alone
- almost night; on the phone with my daughter.
Suddenly I’m hearing this big commotion on the outside, someone
shouting, my dog barking his head off.
So I hang up the phone to check what’s happening and there’s a man at my
door - no shirt, bloody or sweaty (not sure), and shouting for me to call the
police as he needs help badly. So I’m
hesitating because I’m so shocked, and he keeps shouting, pleading with me now
to open the door, so he can use the phone as he’s hurt so bad – he was beaten
by some guys. Please, please ma’am. I’m still hesitating, and finally I tell
him that I will call the police. So
I turn away to do so, and I’m explaining to the police that there is a man
outside my door who says he’s hurt, but that I’m hesitant to open the door. The
police tell me not to open my door
and they’ll be there shortly. So I turn back to let the man know the police are
on the way, and he’s not there! He’s gone! Apparently it was a scam!! And
the police did come (within about 10 minutes) and could find him nowhere!
Now don’t give me credit for being smart!! What made me not
open the door was that I am a rather finicky/fastidious person and the thought
of how I was going to be able to clean the phone after the man was finished
with it was what stopped me!! And now
today, I’m listening to the local news and the police are commenting about an
increase in forced entries and advising the public, especially persons who are
alone, not to open their doors to anyone they don’t know.
Oh what a world. What
was this man’s intention? Surely it was
not meant for good. Thank God whom the Lord keeps is well kept.