Fourth year of seminary education. Married. One in the oven. Time to get a job to make ends meet. Subway is taking applications. Why not?
I was hired at a store on the south side of Ft. Wayne, about twenty minutes from our tiny (before tiny homes were fashionable) home. Back then, the menu was simpler. Only two kinds of bread: white or wheat. Two kinds cheese: American or Swiss. No cookies. No toasted subs. Old school. We didn’t wear gloves, just washed our hands a lot. Cleaning the bathrooms was as gross though. Some things never change.
Since I was about ten years older than most of the crew, I often closed the store at 2 am. One night, just before I locked the front door, a man came in, pointed a long barrel revolver at my head and said, “Give me the money.” Since we dropped the cash about every half hour or so, there was less than $20 in the drawer. Impatiently he demanded, “Just give me the whole thing.” I handed him the money tray and followed his instructions to lay face down on the floor. After a few moments of silence, I locked the front door and called 911 and the store manager.
I was pretty shaken up by the time I got home around 4 am. The assistant store manager was more upset that the thief took the money tray than he was about the stolen cash. I worked a few more shifts after than, but as call day and graduation approached, we were making plans to move…somewhere. We didn’t know where our first call would be for a few months.
I’m always nice to workers at Subway. I get to do what I do today because of people just like them!









This is the tie I wore today. I only get to wear it once, maybe twice a year, like today, as we celebrated Epiphany. Were there three of them? Did they look like that? Where did they really come from? Who knows. The account of the wise men’s visit is filled with mystery, but they are a staple in our celebration of Jesus’ birth. And as I told the congregation this morning, their arrival is a game changing performance, fulfilling prophecy that Jesus came as Savior for all, Gentiles and Jews alike. Good thing for us. I think we only had two people from Jewish backgrounds among us this morning. The rest of us were non-Jews.