You’d think a guy who spent three-thousand hours on his knees praying for people he’d never met, who lived in a place he’d never been, would have something to teach us about compassion and prayer. You’d be right. He does.

Brokenness is contagious. Signs of neglect -- a single broken window in a vacant building or a gang-tagged bridge – silently send the message that no one cares. If no one does anything about it, soon more windows are broken, more graffiti is painted. Here’s the scary thing – that’s not just true for buildings. It’s true for souls.

Blurb: What if God’s vision for the church is that it becomes an extended family made up of people who are married, single, young, old, male, female, rich, poor – all different races, backgrounds, political affiliations, football loyalties, personalities and enneagram numbers.

The Census Bureau projects that by 2035, those over 65 years of age will outnumber children under 18. Since America is getting grayer, we should probably think about how we want that story to unfold.

Here’s a story about a man who came from a family so broken you could make a country song out of it.

If you want to start a fight or hurt some feelings, try coming up with a definition for the word “family.” Challenge accepted.

Could God really be part of a family that looks more Sister Wives than the Brady Bunch?