On a warm, drizzly summer night this August, a man sat on a street corner in Knoxville, Tennessee. He was reading the Book of Romans. He had worn the cover off his tiny bible. He said his mother loved to pray with the Psalms.
James 2:5
Listen, my dear brothers and sisters: Has not God chosen those who are poor in the eyes of the world to be rich in faith and to inherit the kingdom he promised those who love him?