Yesterday i made a mistake at work. For a couple of hours i had the date wrong. In my mind the date was the 7/5/09, not the 6/6. This meant that for a dozen or so "I couldn't read your water meter" forms, the date was incorrect.
Sure, not a huge mistake, but one i had to go back and rectify later in the afternoon.
But i reminded me of a similar error i made whilst i was new to ministry.
As a community service and to exercise our care over nature, we used to do a huge cleanup. As a change of pace, we sent out thousands of flyers, instead of door knocking for a few weeks to fund raise.
My mistake? I put on my work contact details. The wrong details. On thousands of flyers the phone number wasn't for the youth ministry office. It was for Big W (where i worked before Balgowlah).
It was the only time i didn't desire a response from something that we did.
Why? Because of the following conversation...
Caller: Hi, may i please talk to Graham Baldock.
Big W: Who?
C: Um... Graham Baldock.
BW: Ok... What department does he work in?
C: Youth ministry, i suppose.
BW: I don't think he works here.
C: Are you sure? I'm calling about the up coming clean-up.
BW: The what?
C: You know, Operation S.T.R.I.V.E.
BW: Huh?
C: The thing you advertised about through the flyer.
BW: Are you talking about our catalogues? What page is this Operation S.T.R.I.V.E.? Is it a toy?
C: No, i don't think it is a toy.
BW: Well. How can i help you?
C: Is this the number of a church? I want to give my life to Jesus. I want to become a vibrant member of the church. I want to change the world and do powerful things for God.
BW: No, this is not a church. Goodbye.
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