Cold calls to Warm Interactions.

All I had was a number, 10 digits that represented something I did not yet know.  I hate the phone, for anyone who has lived me we I would rather never answer a phone call. As a kid and teen and even adult I would leave it ringing for someone else to get and picking up isn’t even the worst part, making cold call phone calls is even worse.

I dialed these 10 numbers and waiting, in my mind ran the subconscious scribe I had run through my mind for the past 15 minutes. “Hello”, “Hi, my name is Janelle I’m a camp leader”, and I waited. What else should I say; I didn’t know who I was calling, only that they had an 11 year old they wanted to come to camp. Before I knew it was out rightly asked her where she lived and told her I’d come over to drop off a form for her. Minutes later I was standing at a door waiting for not sure who to open the door.

Next morning I dial those same 10 numbers, “Hi, its Janelle I met you yesterday”. For the life of me I couldn’t remember her name. “I was wondering if I could come over around 10 with a friend, we’d like to get to know you more”, (because that doesn’t sound creepy or anything). “Sure, that’s fine”, she sounded a little uncertain but I took it as a confident yes.

An hour later I was again standing at the same door with my co-worker waiting for her to answer, not super sure how I was going to introduce them since I still could only remember that her name started with an F. I didn’t need to worry; she eagerly opened the door, introducing herself and invited us up stairs. We spent the next hour visiting getting to know her and her story.

. The next day she came out and joined out Mom’s group in the local Community Center and we made homemade pasta together. She is a beautiful woman, a strong outgoing personality and she is very excited to have made friends in the community. As we discussed grace in relation to being a neighbor she shared her thoughts and ideas and I thanked God for the boldness He gave me to make that cold call because two days later it meant she was immersed in a loving group of woman who desire to love and support her as they share the love of Jesus Christ with her.