In my recent work in New York City working in the Jews For Jesus NYC Campaign 2014 I really learned something that I knew intellectually, but not practically. If you have read my post over the past 3 weeks you know that I became the “coffee meister”, and as the NYC branch director called me in a thank you card “the coffee master extraordinaire”.
The campaign had decided to pass out iced coffee that New Yorkers love so much in the summer. By initially only helping, I became the sole maker of 900 gallons of the cold brewed drink. It was such a time consuming task that I didn’t take part in the daily contact with people on the streets for 4 days of my 18 because I absolutely didn’t have the time. I was more or less confined to the brew kitchen by myself because I was spending 17 hours a day in pure labor.
Initially, I felt a little down because I wasn’t on the front lines. My real passion is having dialog with people, not being stuck in a kitchen. All of my life I have been in the forefront in everything that I have done, whether it be in business or in ministry. I have usually been the one calling the shots, and now I was the lowly guy stuck in the kitchen making coffee.
It was then that The Lord taught me the greatest lesson of my trip; one that I had known intellectually, but not practically. Every person in the campaign was part of a team, and there really wasn’t a job more important than the other. If I wasn’t making the coffee then the rest of the team wouldn’t have it to give on the streets. If I made the coffee and there was no one to pass it out and talk to the interested ones, what good would that be? None on both accounts. We all needed one another.
Any, and all of the fruit will be accounted by The Lord to all of us. There are no lowly jobs in the service of The Lord God. It takes all of us with the strength and wisdom and gifts that He has given each of us to accomplish His work. After I learned this valuable lesson that first day I didn’t go out I began to look at others in the same light.
The campaign was not just dependent upon the Jews For Jesus team either, but we were as much dependent upon others that didn’t even know they were helping us. The delivery men that were supplying me with the 180 bottles of water brought up 6 floors on an elevator were essential. The ice men that delivered the hundreds of pounds of ice were absolutely essential. Even the cabbies that hauled the coffe were an unbeknownst part of the team. They thought they were only earning some money for their company so that they could receive a paycheck; but their job was much grander in these deliveries; they were a part of campaign vying for the souls of men and women.
Never again will I think there is a job more important in the work of The Lord. Never again will I place a preeminence to one over the other. It wasn’t that I ever really ever thought that behind the scene people were lowly, but I had never been in that posistion before. I’m so glad that helping a little girl from Denmark make some coffe turned into a valuable lesson for me.
Until tomorrow, Lord willing,