I should probably tell you that I work in a church building. I am a pastor. I’m not a preaching one, not in front anyway. I spend my time teaching and troubleshooting.
(Even as I write that, I’m aware that I should write about what I do. I’ll do that soon.)
Sometimes I have conversations with people who need material help. We give vouchers for a community food bank, for example, and the other day I talked with a man who came in to get one.
He was laid off several months ago. He’s applied for work, but there aren’t a lot of jobs around us. Most of them ask for a high school diploma. He doesn’t have a GED because he can’t read. Part of the problem with learning to read was not being able to hear well.
I gave him a voucher to get food. I gave him some non-food stuff that we have available because the food bank doesn’t have razors and soap and toilet paper and toothpaste. I asked him about helping around the church with painting or other projects because sitting around tears at the soul. In the past, I’ve invited him to come to our services and he has. He knows people here.
But I am also aware that much of what we do around here to help people grow in their understanding of follow God is rooted in reading and writing. Like what I do at 300words. These words you are reading? Irrelevant to him. At least like this. My Bible story videos? They might help, but there are only five. And you have to read the web to find them.
Job. Hope. Reading. Money. Faith.
He’s interested in all of them.
Are you and I interested in him? How much? How far?