Every afternoon, on my way to pick my kids from school, I pass by a somewhat dismal, two-storey building with a bright blue roof. It has the word GRACE boldly painted across the entrance.

Now, let’s play a little game: If you had to guess, what would you say was inside the building?

Let me give you a hint: I happen to live in my city’s unofficial “Bible Belt”. Spend about five minutes in my hood and you’ll see a minimum of three matchbox-size churches, couple of worship centers where literally two or three can gather together in His name, a Miracle hair salon (because God knows we all need divine intervention in that department), a Jehovah tire repair center and an Emmanuel Pawn Broker whose tagline is “Because it’s Better to Store Your Treasure in Heaven”.

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