Even though it was only 36 degrees outside on Saturday morning, it felt like a heatwave compared to the last few weeks. The warmer temperatures brought several of our friends, whom we had not seen for months, out to the park. One man that I will call Larry is an older gentleman who is quick with a joke and always wears a smile on his face. We were discussing some of the empty buildings that are located downtown and how nice it would be if Mr. Bob’s would be able to use one of them as a home base for our work. “The best thing about you guys is that you don’t ask any questions. You don’t care who we are or where we come from. You don’t care if we are black, white, or any other color. You don’t try to force us to do things that we don’t want to do just to get a pair of socks. You don’t care if we believe in God or not. You just help all of us, no strings attached.” He paused for a moment and continued, “And we love you for it. ”We continued talking for another few minutes until Larry had to walk to the bus stop. He promised that he would be coming back to visit us again soon. As he left I remember feeling elated by his kind words.
After we finished at the park, Bob and I drove to our usual haunts. We were stopped near one of the bridges when a man riding a bicycle came up to the truck and asked about our ministry. He seemed impressed and wore an ear to ear smile as Bob explained what we do. He then asked if we “witness” to the people we serve. Bob replied that we are not that kind of ministry, and the man’s entire face seemed to fall with disappointment. He then quickly said he had to leave and took off on his bicycle. I kept playing these scenarios in my head all week. One man is happy and thankful that we help everyone and another man is disappointed that we do it without giving witness. I would bet money that by not “witnessing” we are actually doing more to spread the word of God than if we did.
Be kind to everyone. May God’s blessings be with you.