When I started working for InterVarsity Christian Fellowship in 2007, I moved to a low-income district of a large city. The neighborhood was dotted with vacant houses, fast-food joints, and social-service organizations. Drug pushers loitered on corners while single moms pushing strollers waited at bus stops. This status quo tugged at my heart; I knew I wanted to be a part of God’s purposes in the city, and I knew that God loved the poor.
Finding a Church for the Poor. I had attended Methodist churches growing up, but at this moment in my young adult life, I most wanted to be...
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