brotherly love
Several people in the church, particularly our adult ministries pastor, befriended James who was the homeless man in that post. James was always smiling but had real difficulty sitting through services and he often got up and wandered around somewhat nervously. Never-the-less people genuinely loved James and I also enjoyed talking with him even though he never really had too much to say. After several months James made a confession of faith and was baptized.
Some months later on a mid-winter Sunday I said “hello” to James and asked, as I always did, “how are you doing?” Instead of replying with the expected “fine” he said, “not that well—I have lung cancer—they told me Friday.”
Lung cancer has a terrible prognosis; it was not long before James was gone. Many people from James' extended family attended his funeral and they praised James’ good points and spoke candidly about his struggles—clearly they loved James. One of the family members looked at me and asked, “who are you?” “I am from Philpott Church” I said. “James loved that church” she replied. “We loved him too,” I responded.
Some homeless people don't have families like James who love him, so where can they go to get help and to be loved like a brother? Hopefully you and your church! Look out for James because he or someone like him will come to your church soon.






