Editor’s note: A few weeks ago Beth Fogg told me such a good story I insisted she write it up and submit it for publication. She did. She wrote it up and sent it to me. So, I’m publishing it here and hoping you will find it as encouraging as I did. Thanks for sharing, Beth!
I am privileged to be one of the many people who gather in the basement of Richmond’s First Baptist Church on Wednesday mornings for Community Missions. There we gather as a team of volunteers to pray for each other and for our guests as we prepare for their arrival. Then we welcome our guests with a brief time of devotion and prayer before working together to meet the needs of our homeless and near-homeless brothers and sisters for hot showers, clean clothes and food. It has become a real community for me, and is one of the highlights of my week.
It is a place of trust and caring. We all pray for each other, joke with each other, and love each other. The fellowship is real.
On a recent Wednesday, two different guests brought something for us. One guest brought a bag of clothing, newly washed and neatly folded, that she no longer needed. She wanted to share back with others who have needs. Another friend brought a bag with a variety of items to donate back, including about 20 washcloths. We had just been discussing that we were running low on washcloths when the gift arrived!
I can only recall one previous time that I received a gift from a homeless person. It is a humbling experience. As a person who has more than she needs, I am motivated to come closer to the spirit of the early Christians described in Acts 4, as they made sure that none of the fellowship was in need.
I am thankful to be part of a church that shares love with our neighbors and receives it back from them!