Today, while at church, my phone began vibrating in my pocket, and the displayed “number” was “No Caller ID”. Being that I work in child welfare, I figured it was a CPI (Child protective investigator) from one of my open cases. They left a voicemail, and I stepped out to check it, because a Sunday morning call is usually the sign of something wrong.
Nope. Not a CPI with DCF. It was some guy who I think called himself “Janice Jackson,” though the first name could have been “Janet.” He claimed he needed to talk to me “now” because of some back taxes that I’m supposed to be taking care of. (Um, I’ve never owed back taxes, ever).
And, to top it all off, there is no way anyone could take this guy as seriously working for the Internal Revenue Service…take a listen for yourselves….
Now, though I have no clue who this guy is, I sincerely pray that someone, somewhere, where ever he may be, reaches this man with the Gospel of Jesus Christ. He, as we all do, needs it.