Her voice on the end of the phone was
shaky. Clearly she was very, very upset about something. But she couldn’t bring
herself to tell me what. Her words came out in a kind of extended groan that
seemed to swell up from inside the depths of her heart, but could only leak
past her lips. Something very bad had happened.
As our conversation continued, I gently
drew more details out of her broken responses, and it became clearer. Not only
she, but all her friends and her church, had been betrayed. A leader in their
circle, much loved and widely admired, had turned the corner of a disastrous
course. The first of the news had just broken; and she had called me less to
tell me than to seek some kind of soothing for her aching soul.