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Job 31:16-23

16 “If I have withheld anything that the poor desired,
    or have caused the eyes of the widow to fail,
17 or have eaten my morsel alone,
    and the orphan has not eaten from it—
18 for from my youth I reared the orphan like a father,
    and from my mother’s womb I guided the widow—
19 if I have seen anyone perish for lack of clothing,
    or a poor person without covering,
20 whose loins have not blessed me,
    and who was not warmed with the fleece of my sheep;
21 if I have raised my hand against the orphan,
    because I saw I had supporters at the gate;
22 then let my shoulder blade fall from my shoulder,
    and let my arm be broken from its socket.
23 For I was in terror of calamity from God,
    and I could not have faced his majesty.

Two Preachers and a Trucker: Humanity

NEAL: The story of Job, as we've seen, is a hard one. But this week I wanted to take a break from the main story, and focus on an aspect of Job that often gets overlooked: Long before tragedy struck, and even afterward, Job was a generous man. Not just to his family or friends, either. In today's scripture passage as well as other places in the Book of Job, we learn that he made it a principle in his life to care for widows and orphans, to feed and clothe the poor, and to welcome strangers in need.

In my first week as a pastor, Mr. and Mrs. Heath Andrews walked into the church offices asking for help. They were passing through El Paso, and had fallen on difficult times. They asked if the church might be able to help with the cost of diabetes medication for Heath's wife: Her prescription had expired... they could not afford to renew it... all the other churches and social service agencies in town had turned them away... time was running out... we were (I was) their "only hope."

So we had a check drawn up from the church's benevolence fund (that's what it's for, after all) in the amount of $48--according to Mr. Andrews, that was the cost of the medication. A few hours later a call came through to the church. It was the pharmacist. We had made the check out to the pharmacy, not directly to Mr. and Mrs. Andrews. The pharmacist informed me that the diabetes medication was only $3.98, and Mr. and Mr. Andrews were asking for the remaining $44 dollars to be given to them in cash, and, would that be ok with us?

Now, in the grand scheme of life and church budgets, $44 isn't a huge amount of money. It's enough to feed a four-person family a nice meal, or a two-person family a couple of meals. Perhaps that was their intent, and that would have been okay, but what really upset me was that they hadn't been honest with me. So I asked the pharmacist to have them return to the church with the check, and we would make one out in the correct amount.

Not surprisingly, they did not return to the church, and we never saw them again. But then one day, several weeks later, there was a message on my answering machine: "Pastor Neal, this is Heath Andrews. I just wanted to let you know that we finally found a pharmacy that would cash your check and give us back the change. Have a wonderful day!"

I try not to let this incident color my opinion of everyone who comes to the church asking for help. Many (perhaps even most) are genuine in their need, and truly grateful for any help we are able to give, whether its money from the benevolence fund, food from our food pantry, or even just prayer, encouragement and a listening ear. These days, I probably ask a few more questions, and I'm more likely to make a referral to the appropriate social service agency than reach for the checkbook. But striking the right balance between wanting to help the poor, and wanting to be responsible in the way that we help, is still a difficult thing.