The single most loving thing a man can do for another man is invite him into the room.
Not preach to him. Not lecture him. Not send him a sermon link. Invite him into the room where something is actually happening.
Every man at Fireside is here because another man invited him. Most of us did not seek it out. We did not Google "men's brotherhood near me." Someone we trusted said, you should come to this thing with me, and we said yes, and our life changed.
That is the whole pattern. It is also the whole responsibility.
If Fireside has done anything for you, the next move is to think of one man. One. The brother who is drifting. The coworker who is quietly drowning. The cousin you have not talked to since the last funeral. The neighbor who waves and never makes eye contact. There is a name in your head as you read this. That is the man.
You do not have to fix him. You do not have to explain anything theological. You just have to text him. Hey brother, I am going to this thing on the 22nd. Want to come with me. I will pick you up at six.
That is the sermon. That is the ministry. That is the gospel preached without a single verse quoted.
You may be the only man who is going to make that ask of him this year. Maybe ever. Do not let the moment pass because you were not sure what to say.
His soul is downstream of your invitation.
Make the ask.