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some people it is becoming a pastor, for others it’s teaching Sunday
school but for me, God has called me to become a full time missionary at
the Central Wyoming Rescue Mission.
In the spring of 2005 a friend came to me with a church bulletin that had
an ad for a job opening as assistant kitchen manager at the Central
Wyoming Rescue Mission. My friend knew that I love to cook and that I
had been doing it for some time. She was very adamant that I take this
job. I struggled with it for a while because I really did not want to
work at a “homeless shelter”. I thought that I liked where I was working
at that time, but I discovered that it was not my calling in life.
Then in May I got a phone call from another friend of mine telling me of
a really cool job that was open at her place of business. She was so
excited about the opening and she just knew that I was the man for this
job. It was the same job that was posted in the church bulletin.
I went through many hard times and struggled with the thought of becoming
a missionary. It was not something that I was interested in doing for a
vocation. After I had prayed about it for a while God showed me that I
was not to stay where I was, and that I was to go do His will and not my
own. I finally realized that I had been trying to serve two masters. And
I was getting burned out. I was making loads of money and losing touch
with God.
When I first started at Central Wyoming Rescue Mission, I had no idea
what a homeless person was. I really did not want to know; I was still
kind of not wanting to be here. I was still fighting the will of God. I
thought that all homeless people were drug addicts, alcoholics and
people wanting to use the system. And I did not want to be part of that
“world”. The more that I fought it the more I realized that I was part
of their world. I soon realized that most of the people who come to the
Mission are just like you and me. Lost lonely people that just need God
to come in to our lives and save us from ourselves.
Now I see those who come through our doors as people who have been caught
in a rut for such a long time that don’t know they are even in one.
After a few days at the Mission most of them finally realize that they
have been stuck in a life that would eventually end them up in prison or
even dead.
I have heard people say the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.
I find that not only true about men but for women as well. We don't know
where all of our guests are coming from, but what I do know is that
everyone enjoys a hot meal before they go to bed every night. And once
they find out that it is free they wonder why I would be willing to
serve them with out wanting any compensation for the services that they
have received. And that opens a door for me to share the reason why.
Spencer Fields
kitchen manager
spencer@cwrm.org
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