Sunday, April 17, 2011

For Crying Out Loud

So my voice becomes a breath and a shout. One prepares the way, the other surrounds my loneliness with angels.

Rainer Maria Rilke
Hello Acapulco, Mexico
"Make a joyful noise unto the Lord, all ye lands." Psalm 100.

It was the first week in August. I was living in a residential hotel, where I had lived for many years. I wrote out a check for the rent and presented it at the front desk, but I knew there wasn't enough money in my account to cover it.

During the previous week I had made a soap opera appearance for which I was owed about $700. I was assured the check would be mailed early enough to be in my mail box by Thursday at the latest. If I could get that check into my account by Friday morning the hotel check wouldn't bounce. The hotel was patient with me but I knew they didn't want a bounced check. They could get me out in 3 days if they wanted to. They tried it once before.

I returned from my day of hustling at about 6 p.m. on Thursday and opened my mailbox. It was empty. No check.

I went up to my room in anger and agitation. I was desperately trying to figure out what to do. There were no buildings across the street from me so I threw open the window and hollered out into the night, into outer space, with all my voice, WHERE'S MY MONEY ???!!!

I sat there for a moment thinking "what to do, what to do" when my intuition told me to go down and look in the mail box again. I knew it was empty, but I also knew that sometimes the hotel was slow and inept at distributing the mail. Maybe it had landed in someone else's box and would get returned. So I put on my shoes and went downstairs. I opened my mail box and there was my check.,

I knew that it wouldn't take long to process that check because ABC TV and I both banked at the same branch. But, all the same and for good measure, I took it to one of the officers and explained my predicament, He, a nice young Asian fellow, took care of it immediately and my rent check cleared.

When I told my friend David about shouting out the window and then getting the check he said "Wow. That's service."

I said "Yes. I think I got the angels to listen to me"

My noise wasn't all that joyful, but it was an earnest shout. Try it someday. You might wake up an angel and get what you want.

DB - The Vagabond

(This is not a contest)

NASA has planned to send a two man mission on an 18 month trip to the planet Mars. It would take 6 months for the astronauts to get there and after 6 months of exploration another 6 months to return.

Should they do it and why, and if not, why not?

4 answers so far

I eagerly await your answer.



Geo. said...

I just read this aloud to my wife of 41 years and it made her laugh. She remembers some near misses with check coverage in our past. Also, she noticed I can read you without stuttering --yes, I have a problem with that. Anyway, wanted to let you know you made a beautiful woman smile 2000 miles away.

DB said...

Thanks Geo, to the two of you.

pacifica62 said...

A very heartwarming story db. Gosh, if only I had to wake up an angel to get what I wanted, I would be doing a lot of yelling.

Valerie said...

Love this! Sometimes God, the angels, whatever, hear prayers that are shouts, grunts, anger, whatever. They don't have to be a pretty package. Looking back, my most despondent grunts were the ones that have been heard. Beautiful =). Thanks for this tiny sermon on a Sunday. Take care, my friend!

Arlene (AJ) said...

How lucky for you dear that your gentle shouting was heard by the Angels and as usual they watched over your check and "you".