A few years ago, my daughter went for a walk. She got turned around on the backroads and got completely lost. She spent the whole day lost, wandering around. Of course, I was worried and had no transportation so I spent the day praying and crying hoping we could find her. I should tell you she is not a young child, and she was not young when she got lost. Finally, at about 9:00 pm we received a call that the police had found her. I chronicled the story, and you can buy it from Amazon.com. As we talked later, she said something profound. The only person I met while I was wandering around those backroads only told me I was lost. She said, “Mom I already knew I was lost. I didn’t need him to tell me that. What I needed was for him to point me in the right direction. Or better yet see that I got home.”. It made me think about how we respond as Christians to those of the “world”. See, that man told her...