I spent a few hours yesterday going door to door in the neighborhood surrounding the church. It's always a fantastic experience. It is so easy to spend so much time inside the church and with church people that I forget the people who reside just a few hundred feet from us--young people, old people, african americans, hispanics, islanders, white folks, gay, straight. Since I was offering an invitation to breakfast, many were receptive. I couldn't help but thinking--what if a church could love its community to Jesus?