Some years ago, I lived with a minister, Pastor Walter T. Jones in his small church, a faithful congregation of about 12-17 members.
Pastor Jones had ministered to his flock for over 7 years. His bed consisted of two chairs and a telephone book for a pillow of which we slept in the one room that housed his church.
Most nights, collections for offerings were about $3.00 and then again, from time to time, people from the streets would walk in: all with special needs, of either food or transportation.
Criticism mounted over the years that his church didn’t grow. Yet, time and time again, I saw this man preach and pastor to people, people who desperately needed assistance from the church.
Many would see this ministry as a failure. I witnessed it as a huge success for all the attendees were people I know good and well would not be accepted in regular churches.
We had the homeless, the druggies, the alcoholics and the murderers and convicts. All that were there had some type of past and others throughout the week came by, again with special needs.
Pastor Jones is and was the type of preacher that is much needed in this world. Numbers don’t count. The only numbers that counted were those who are there. Ask them If they count if you don’t take my word.
For it all comes down to you. Do you count? Are you enough or do we need more. I say that anyone who comes is enough. I pray for the others, but my emphasis is those who are standing in front of me. I believe this is much the way as Jesus. I don’t recall him reaching out to those except for those who came to him. Pastor Jones is the type of man who never believed in numbers but found the way for you to count.