When Do We Draw the Line? I was travelling on a plane recently. I found myself sitting beside a man who wanted to make small talk.
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As I toured the facilities with the pastor, I started to realize how grim the situation was. It would take way more than a summer work team to turn this church around. It was a large property that resembled a ghost town of sorts; like time stopped a decade prior, when a large group of families just walked away all at once. The property was left to take care of itself. However, the facility wasn’t the problem.
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