We’re creatures of habit. We conform to what’s normal around us. God made us that way, and it’s a good thing. It’s why you can turn on a light switch, . . .
If you’ve seen an alleyway lined with blankets and cardboard boxes or an underpass flickering with the light of empty oil drum fires, you’ve had a glimpse of a vagabond fellowship. It’s a place where the beat down and broken find an accepting community, but one where they remain broken.
We’re not too comfortable, it seems, with being real—particularly about the most painful, or sinful, or out-of-control parts of our lives. What if we were?
Four tips for leaders concerned with helping those who most need their leadership.