Stepping Out From the Shattered Place

The Lord has had me on an incredible journey. I finally feel like I am stepping out from the shattered place into Gods healing hands.

Friday, August 12, 2005

The Safty Call

Last night I re-learned the value of a safety phone call. I was invited out to dinner by an older man that I thought was a gentleman. He comes into the store all the time and likes to hang around and talk. He tells a good story and is very funny. He seemed lonely and I know what that feels like. I felt a bit sorry for him. I talked to a couple of friends before accepting the dinner invite and the gentleman said casual friendly dinner. As one friend said "What can one dinner hurt?"

I was nervous about going and I picked a restaurant where I knew one of the waiters and asked to be seated in his section. I also told a friend where I was going and set up the safety call. My friend agreed that this was a circumstance where a safety call was indeed in order and agreed.

It didn't take long for the night to turn sour. A few minutes after we had arrived he turned the conversation to sex. I tried to change the topic That did not work so I plainly stated that I am a Christian and I do not believe in sex outside of marriage.

The conversation changed for a few minutes and then turned back to sex. He told me that he has had a vasectomy just before turning the topic to his third marriage and the down fall of it. He has a daughter my age and his second wife was her best friend.

Needless to say I was very uncomfortable at this point. I had intended an act of kindness and the type of kindness I had to offer was not what he was looking for. I excused myself to the ladies room and called my safety call. I didn't want to be mean or rude so I asked her to wait 10 minutes and call me. Instead of the prearranged time. I asked her to give me a good reason that I had to leave.

Her daughter called me and we where two actors playing a part. It was sort of funny she explained the story that the two of them cooked up and I played along. There was a medical emergency in the family and she needed me to get to them ASAP. I said I really needed to go and ran from the restaurant.

Most women are raised to be submissive to men. We are raised to respect our elders and to be polite at all costs. Over coming that training can be rather difficult. We don't want to be rude and we don't want to hurt or disappoint. Some times we just want to be nice. Women can't just be nice and if we are we have to be cautious too.

I have been told by a male friend of mine to take him at face value. Some thing I have a hard time doing because of so many lessons like this one. What this man said and what his intentions where are two very different things. He said one thing yesterday morning that sort of set wrong with me and the little alarm in the back of my head started to ring.

I haven't used a safety call in years. In fact the last time I did was the first time I went to the friends house that told me to take him at face value. Obviously this was long before that conversation. I was going to a strange mans house to watch Enterprise with him and one of his buddies. It's funny the daughter that called me last night was the same person who I set that safety call up with. That night everything worked out just fine and I was really glad I took the risk and went. Last night welll I am glad I still took the risk but I am even happier that I set up the call.

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