I Made A Sign For Someone The Other Day

A man came to the church last Friday looking for a piece of cardboard to fashion a sign. I went to our mail room and removed the lid from a paper box and brought it to him. He pulled a bright red Sharpie from his pocket, but rather than uncap it and begin writing, he turned and handed it to me.

“I don’t spell so good,” he said. “You write it for me.” He dictated:

Please help. Vietnam vet. Looking for work. Anything helps. God bless.

The church fights to house men and women experiencing homelessness. It feeds and clothes them, listens to them with compassion and dignity, shelters them, and advocates for strategies and policies to house more people faster.

Also, on some days, the church makes signs.