Wilbur James used to run a service station in the town where I grew up. People didn't think well of Wilbur. He drank, cussed, didn't go to church, and didn't engage in small talk. The rumor was that he had served time as a young man. Most folks were scared of him.
I always liked Wilbur. He was honest, hard-working, and he was the only one in our town who hired convicts. He believed everyone deserved a second chance, so he hired people who were fresh out of prison or on parole. He worked them hard, managed them carefully, taught them skills, and paid them fairly.
Wilbur was also a faithful husband and a loving father. I think the Almighty liked Wilbur James more than the folks who criticized him.