As I was wating to drive to the venue with some boxes and cases, a parent came up to me and said, “can you tell me how to get there.”
I was paralyzed.
I tried to talk. I tried to draw a picture. But I was getting nowhere.
Downtown Fort Wayne has several one way streets. I can’t remember street names. I am a visual thinker. English was her second language.
All of those are the excuses I use, but they are just excuses. The reality is that at that moment I felt like I couldn’t help her get from the church to the Embassy to save my life.
And then another parent walked up and saw what was happening. He said, “I’m going there. I’ll just take you there.”
I could have done that. I could have gotten in the minivan that I was going to get into anyway and showed her how to get there by going there myself.
But I was focused on my task rather than her need.
I think that on my best days, that’s why I am writing this blog. I give you all kinds of pictures. Sometimes they help. But the best thing any of us can do is to just take people along with us.
I think that it’s called making disciples.