This morning today I got a ten word lesson from a friend while helping with breakfast at the Holy Family Catholic Worker house here in Kansas City.
The breakfast is a pretty casual deal. We just put out some toast (along with peanut butter and jelly), fill some pots with coffee, and hard-boil a few eggs if there's been a donation lately.
Mostly it's just a chance for people to come inside for a bit before they go about their day. After breakfast many of our guests head out to find day work.
Often during the time we're open in the morning people use our phones to call their contacts and try and find something they can do that will pay a few dollars.
As I was sitting having some peanut butter toast this morning, a short man named James came over to the table from the phone in a little bit of a huff. He was stomping his feet as he made his way over.
I said, "James, what's wrong?"