Can I be totally, brutally honest with you for a moment?
I grew up in church and then spent most of my college years
in Chi Alpha. Between those two things, I attended what seemed like one
thousand retreats, camps, breakaways, whatever you want to call them. At each
one, there was usually some sort of window for a compassion cause: a video of a
hungry child, pictures of young people my age living in abject poverty, and the