The next awkward step

One of the boys from youth showed up at Potters and it was a good opportunity to disciple him in his first time coming downtown to serve. Overall he was very good at serving. He didn't question too much and he didn't mind doing manual labour such as sweeping and mopping. There were a number of people from the community whom I have formed a friendship with who called me out to talk to me. I kept the conversations short because I wanted to keep my focus on the young man. At the same time I struggled with pride. I could sense this pleasure in me for appearing so well known in the community. Especially in front of the young man who I had mentored in youth group and at times felt hadn't given me the respect I deserved. Hah!

Upon reflection of the night I am aware of some awkward moments. I set out to befriend the people of this community and get to know them and their way of life. Too a point I have done that. I have made that first contact. After two years at Potters I know most of the regulars. I don't know what daily life is like down there though. I probably never will unless I live down there. The question now is what is the next step. If I don't move forward I will only become more susceptible to the pride and self righteousness that comes from appearing to be in the know among the poor in front of the rich urban class.

This came to a point as I talked with a man whom I have put the most time into befriending. We had our regular conversation and he said he had to leave and I said simply okay, but my response was way too quickly, like I was trying to get out of the conversation because I didn't know where to take it. I have to know my mission and where to take it.