Prayers Were No Help
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Jack's wife died an agonizing death. Crushed by the loss, Jack descended into depression and alcohol. When his parents threatened to come to his house, he escaped to the lake, away from phones, TV and the internet, to finally decide his fate. He had no way of knowing that a mysterious man named Toby would intrude into his life, much less rescue him and turn his life around.
In one intense week of frustration, anger, confusion, and revelation, Jack's life was transformed. But it would be almost two years before he would return to the lake to thank Toby, only to discover that he wasn't who Jack had thought he was at all.
Paul Lawrence
OD expert and executive coach, Paul Lawrence is co-Director of the Centre for Systemic Change, a change management company based in Sydney. He was previously a Global Program Director for OD and Learning at BP.
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Prayers Were No Help - Paul Lawrence
PRAYERS WERE NO HELP
Copyright 2017 Paul Lawrence
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Table of Contents
Preface
Chapter One – The Crisis
Chapter Two – The End
Chapter Three – The Trip
Chapter Four – The Encounter
Chapter Five – Breakfast
Chapter Six – The Talk
Chapter Seven – Reassessment
Chapter Eight – The List
Chapter Nine – The New Me
Chapter Ten – Back to Work
Chapter Eleven – A New Beginning
Chapter Twelve – Return to the Cabin
Acknowledgments
About the Author
Preface
More than one person has asked me if this is a story from my life. Trust me. This is a work of fiction. There are real places in this story (Chicago; Northwestern University; Taylorsville, Kentucky), but they are for atmosphere and believability, while others are fictive. Any resemblance between the characters and any person living or dead is the purest of coincidences. This story was created out of whole cloth, and I alone am responsible for any similarity to people known or unknown by me.
I hope you find this book inspirational. It may be difficult to read at times, but, in the end, as in life, the outcome should be worth the effort. May God bless your life and the lives of all those whom you love.
Chapter One – The Crisis
Cindy is dead. And God is dead to me.
Who am I you ask? My name is Jack Bannon. I’m a successful business process consultant. After graduating from college, I married my college sweetheart, Cindy Milton, and we made our home in Chicago, Illinois. Those are facts, but facts do not tell my story.
Cindy and I met at State College during our undergraduate years. I was attracted to her the first time I saw her. Her auburn hair fell in elliptical curves to her rounded shoulders and framed her freckled face—and her body, well, I will only say I could never get enough of gazing at her. She was full of life; she laughed at every joke I told and made me feel like a million dollars.
After I had earned my undergraduate degree in business management, with honors, we married. Dad paid for my undergraduate degree, but when we announced our engagement, he told me we were on our own. So, Cindy worked at the Silver Dollar Steak House (enormous tips), and I took teaching assistant assignments to help pay for my MBA at Northwestern. We delighted in filling her tip jar every night and dreaming about the day we could travel the world together.
Married life was a scramble for us during graduate school. We lived in an 800-square-foot walk-up apartment close to campus and ate beans and rice a lot. We loved it, though, because we did not know any better. We were in love, and school and sex were all that mattered at the time.
We had one hundred fifty dollars in savings, an excess of ambition, and unlimited funds in our dreams account. So, with all the folly and blind enthusiasm of youth and the ink still wet on my diploma, I started my consulting firm and started banging on doors and leaving my business card everywhere. And I do mean everywhere: every coffee shop, every skyscraper lobby desk, every large business office, every hotel and motel, every bank lobby, every high-class restaurant, and every car and boat dealership in Chicago. I even placed some discreetly at different locations at Midway, O’Hare, and Gary regional airports.
It did not take long to land my first consulting job, but I had to turn down the first two because I did not want to travel. I decided early on that I was not going to fly all over the world and be away from Cindy for long periods. I liked being around her too much to be away, and there was an ample amount of business to engage in right here in Chicago. I could have gone anywhere I chose. I elected to stay home—with Cindy.
She kept in touch with her Pi Beta Phi sorority sisters and regularly volunteered to organize and host new events, recruit freshman students, and promote the Pi Beta Phi charitable activities. Her work got the attention of the national executive board, and they considered her for a leadership position. True to her nature, she declined the honor and chose instead to continue working with the local chapters.
Our first ten years were a whirlwind. It was like being in a giant, 360-degree helical roller coaster. You enjoy the ride immensely, and it ends way too quickly, surprising you.
That is when we took our first vacation—to Maui. We had always dreamed of returning to the place where we had honeymooned: surfing—if we could learn how, going to a luau, snorkeling, taking a helicopter tour of the volcanoes, all the things that neophyte tourists think they have to do there and honeymooners never do.
It was the first of many vacations. My business prospered, and we traveled together all over the world: Paris, where we walked along the Seine in the moonlight; Rome and Naples, where we toured the Coliseum and took a romantic gondola ride complete with candlelight and wine; London; Stockholm; Zurich; Amsterdam, where I finally got her a decent wedding ring; Cairo, Egypt, with its pyramids and exotic foods; and Istanbul, where we marveled at the ruins of Ephesus and rode an immaculate antique cedar motor launch on the Bosporus. We thought we had the universe at our command and an endless pleasure ride ahead of us. Nothing could stop us.
We talked about children sometimes, but neither of us was the domestic type. We did not want to be tied down or give up the exciting life of traveling the world. Looking back, perhaps we were too selfish to realize what they would have meant to us, especially to me.
One day, Cindy met me at the door with tears in her eyes, unable to speak. I held her in my arms, neither of us saying anything for what seemed an eternity. When she stopped sobbing, we walked to the couch and sat down, still holding each other.
I knew it had to be something serious, but I had no idea what. I held her hand and took a deep breath. What’s wrong?