For a moment, we were his hands and feet

Once every three months or so, eXchange dismisses early and we go out into the community to serve. We do things that directly affect people because we think that’s what Jesus would do if he were here as flesh and blood today.

I tagged along with a group led by my wife. The plan was to show up at a gas station and offer to clean the public restrooms. It’s typical for the person manning the cash register to have cleaning duties as well, so instead of having to deal with testy clients all day AND clean a nasty bathroom, we would manage the greater of those two evils.

We showed up at the 500 Express on 13th and Ohio. I went in and asked if we could clean the public restrooms. To say the lady manning the cash register was taken aback is an understatement.

“Why do you do this?” she asked. I struck up a conversation with her while Wendy and her group started cleaning. I briefly ran down what our Crash teams are all about. Turns out she and her sister are looking for a church so here’s to hoping we’ll see her in eXchange soon.

The other lady on duty asked if we’d come to her house to clean (she was kidding) but that turned into an offer for all of us to ride four-wheelers on her 40 acres of land. It’s funny where cleaning public restrooms can lead.

Those who participate in these Crash Sundays can tell you it benefits them as much as those they affect. It’s a real, tangible way to show the love of Jesus. It’s in these moments that He truly can’t be ignored.

And, for however brief a time, we were his hands and feet.

Check out my set of images from last night on Flickr by clicking here.