Last week, Monday, you came to my neighborhood, took me to eat, and to do whatever I thought was nourishing to my soul, which happened to be seeing Man of Steel. That was your recommendation and I’m grateful you made it. The meal and the movie, the conversation, and the entire gesture you made, was, together, a fitting day off for me, a wonderful way to feel, through you, that the church I serve cares that I (and certainly not I alone) recuperate after the pile of offerings I give. When I stepped away from serving for a Day, I felt like I was served. Thank you, Tim, and thanks to the church that you represent in your acts of care to me. You join a gracious circle of others who love well, care well, and give well. I’m glad to be one of your pastors.