The first time I went to Ft. Worth I met Ted. It could have been easy to miss him. He kept his head down, and seemed distant and depressed. God led me to Ted, and every Friday since, we’ve taken baby steps to tear down the wall of hopelessness he holds on to. Ted has no family that talks to him, and it’s hard for him to trust anyone. When I met Ted he didn’t celebrate his birthday because it reminded him he had no one to celebrate with. I invited him to Thanksgiving dinner last year, but he turned me down. He told me he wasn’t good enough to eat with my family. Recently, however, Ted has opened up to me like never before. I am taking him out for lunch October 1st to celebrate his birthday. He also told me he would love to come to Thanksgiving dinner this year. He told me I am the only family he has. It is amazing that someone I see just once a week considers me his closest family.
By Jason Kelley