Who’s Better, Extroverts or Introverts?


In 2012 Susan Cain published a tremendous book called Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World that Can’s Stop Talking. Her insights opened thousands of people’s eyes to how introversion works (including my own) and how introverts are often misunderstood or over-looked. Cain doesn’t waste time bemoaning anyone’s plight but rather explain all the ways introverts function uniquely and the distinct ways they are gifted and relate to others. As an extrovert, though not an extreme one, I found Quiet exceptionally insightful and helpful in my own work and relationships.

In the two years since the book was published introverts have moved from the background to the fore, especially in business and organizational contexts. No, corporate culture hasn’t shifted so 549105954completely as to value their contributions as it should. That will likely come on the heels of the perception change that has occurred. “Introvert” now carries a certain amount of cachet. Where it was once a term of perceived inferiority or oddity, now it’s a term of substance and respect. We aren’t quite sure why or how, but we know introverts are special.

Once introverts were seen as shy, anti-social, even reclusive. They never spoke up in meetings and weren’t much fun at social functions. Subtly but strongly, those largely incorrect notions have shifted. Today’s introverts are seen as more reflective, thoughtful, introspective, and even creative. It’s well known that they aren’t so much anti-social as selectively social.

The flip side of this is the equally subtle shift in how extroverts are seen. Once extroverts weren’t seen as, well, anything. We were the norm, even the ideal, in business and social contexts: outgoing, talkative, decisive. Not so much any more. Extroverts have taken on the traits of impulsive, flighty, shallow, and insensitive.

I write in broad brush strokes to describe both Introverts and extroverts. These are stereotypes, traits I’ve seen and heard communicated in the numerous blog posts and articles written about being introverted in the workplace or the struggles of the introverted in various contexts. No stereotype is true for everyone in a group, but no stereotype arises from nowhere, either. So read these as broad perceptions, not indictments of any individual or disparagement of the whole.

Much of the perception shift seems closely linked to the old adage “It’s better to be thought a fool than to open your mouth and remove all doubt.” Introverts are seen as more insightful in many contexts because they speak less. Thus, their flaws and mistakes are invisible. This, however, is a matter of misunderstanding how people process ideas.

Imagine yourself in a meeting at work. Out of the five people in the room three are firing ideas back and forth, talking often and energetically. The other two are leaning over their moleskins taking notes or reclining in their chairs not saying much. What you’re seeing is not engaged versus disengaged employees. Rather you’re seeing verbal processors versus internal ones. Introverts, more often than not, prefer to get all the information and take some time to work through it before offering an opinion or making a decision. Extroverts talk through their thoughts. When I come into a meeting usually have a sense of an idea, but over the course of the conversation I might change that idea three or four times as I learn new information and am persuaded by others. This makes me neither flighty nor indecisive. It’s exactly the same thing the introvert is doing in her brain. I’m just louder about it.

However, when the introvert does speak her words carry serious weight. They are apples of gold in a setting of silver. Input that was once easily overlooked by the verbose extroverts it’s now perceived as a most valuable contribution. Whereas an introvert and I might have arrived at the exact same conclusion, my audible meandering route can often undermine my contribution. The introvert, after silent reflection, speaks, is heard, and is easier to respect for her care and precision.

God made extroverts and introverts for a reason. Each set of traits exhibits aspects of his character and each group is equally marked by sin. The point of this article isn’t to cry, “foul” on introverts. It’s to point out that what once was a problem in one direction (the overlooking and undervaluing of introverts) could easily become a problem in the other. Businesses need extroverts and introverts. So do churches and friendships. We balance each other so long as we respect each other and put forth the effort to understand one another. One is not better or wiser than the other, though each may be better at certain things than the other. Susan Cain was right to raise awareness of the contribution and significance of introverts. Now it is incumbent upon all of us to balance it rightly with the significance and contributions of extroverts, for the good of everyone.

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Do As Much Good As You Can. Even If You Gag And Retch While Doing It.

Someone Always Have to Clean Up After Our Mess

For the grace of God has appeared, bringing salvation for all people, training us to renounce ungodliness and worldly passions, and to live self-controlled, upright, and godly lives in the present age, waiting for our blessed hope, the appearing of the glory of our great God and Savior Jesus Christ, who gave himself for us to redeem us from all lawlessness and to purify for himself a people for his own possession who are zealous for good works. (Titus 2:11-14)

Zealous for good works. That phrase has been rolling around in my head a lot lately.

In the middle of December, my 95-year old Dad slipped on the ice in his driveway and fractured his ankle in 2 places. Since then he’s been in an emergency medical facility, then the hospital emergency room, then in a hospital room then in a skilled care facility. He’s been to the surgeon’s office, then again in the emergency room this past Sunday morning and back into a hospital room. My poor Dad has endured and endured and sought to remain cheerful in Jesus and glorify him through all this. I hope I can do as well should I ever go through anything like he’s going through.

But I’ve also been thinking about the hundreds of people who have cared for Dad. Of course the surgeon and doctors who did the big repairs on his ankle, prescribed all his medications and made the big decisions. But as I’ve walked the halls of the hospital and Dad’s care facility I’ve been especially affected by the many who serve the suffering in inglorious ways. Ways no one sees. Ways that few appreciate. Ways that receive little or no thanks. Ways like washing up patients who are incontinent, changing diapers on the elderly, cleaning up gross messes, lifting someone to help them feel more comfortable, feeding someone a bite of food at a time, doing a craft with an elderly person, singing an old time hymn to a group in their wheelchairs, shaving and washing the hair of someone who can’t do it for themselves.

One night an aid cleaned up a patient who’d had serious bowel problems. It took quite a while. Then 5 minutes later the patient had more bowel problems and the aid had to come back and clean them up all over again. It was obviously miserable for the patient, but I couldn’t imagine having that aid’s job and doing this all day long, day after day. I stopped her later and said, “I know you probably know this, but you are doing so much good to these people. I don’t know how you do it. I couldn’t do your job.” She said you just get used to it. She also said she had 11 patients under her care that night and she didn’t get any down time. I just shook my head and tried to convey how grateful I am for all she and the other aids and nurses do.

Most of the ways God calls us to serve are inglorious and insignificant. But God tells us to be “zealous for good works.” Zealous – anxious – passionate about – earnestly desiring to do – good works. Good works that no one sees. Good works that involve getting dirty. Works that make us gag and retch while doing them. Works that no one thanks us for.

I’ve had to do a few challenging things in caring for my dad. I can’t say I’ve been zealous. I want to be. I’m praying and asking Jesus to make me zealous for good works. Even when they don’t appeal to me. Even when I just did them and have to do them all over again. Jesus, make me zealous for good works. Even when they are tedious and boring. Even when I’d rather be doing something else. Even when they make me uncomfortable. Even when I’m not good at them.

I remind myself that on judgment day, Jesus will reward those who give a cup of cold water to someone who is thirsty. Those who feed a hungry person or visit someone in jail. Because whatever we do to the least of these, we do to Jesus.

Lord Jesus, make us zealous for good deeds as we wait for your appearing. Won’t it be incredible the day Jesus returns if he finds us cleaning up after someone, or changing your child’s diaper, or playing catch with your teenager or making tea for your grandma? May he find us all doing good. So do good today. Do as much good as you can, in any way you can. Do whatever good you have opportunity to do. Ask Jesus to give you joy in doing it. And look forward to your reward.

Kindness Is A Pointguard

I’m a big basketball fan, and there are few things I enjoy watching more than a good pointguard. For those of you who aren’t familiar with basketball, the pointguard operates as the floor general for the team. A good pointguard is always dribbling into the middle, dribbling back out, actively looking to pass the ball to the open man, actively looking to set up a scoring play. Good point guards are aggressive, always probing the defense, always looking to dump the ball off to a man under the basket. The best point guards, like Kyrie Irving and Russell Westbrook are always on the move, always active.

Kindness is like a good pointguard. In his book Loving the Way Jesus Loves, Phil Ryken says:

To be kind is to be “warm, generous, thoughtful, helpful.” To show that such kindness is a verb, Gordon Fee defines it as “active goodness on behalf of others.” Other commentators describe a kind person as someone who is “disposed to be useful” and “freely to do good to others”—definitions that emphasize the readiness and eagerness of kindness to engage in the service of others. Lewis Smedes calls kindness “love’s readiness to enhance the life of another person.”

Being kind is actively for opportunities to do good on behalf of others. Being kind is having an eagerness and readiness to enhance someone else’s life. Being kind is the opposite of being self-centered. Lord make me kind!

Without Love, I’m Nothing More Than An Amplifier Turned Up To 11

A number of years ago I went to an Anberlin concert in a dingy club in Pittsburgh. The smell of cigarettes, alcohol, and tattoos permeated the air, and everything felt slightly claustrophobic. Punk rockers with various shards of metal jutting out of their eyelids, lips, and noses huddled together, lighting each other’s cigarettes.

I’ve always liked Anberlin because of their ability to combine shimmering vocals and fantastic guitar licks into a heavy rock song. They are a  talented, tight, engaging band, and when you listen to their albums the talent shines through. Even though I’m not a huge metal fan, I’m big on melodies and musically interesting songs, which is why I enjoy listening to Anberlin.

But the concert was awful. Absolutely awful. Apparently the sound man for the night lived by the motto, “Louder is better, a heart attack is best.” The sound was cranked up so unbelieveably loud that I could not separate out the bass from the guitar from the drums from the vocals. It was like being hit by a tsunami of sound, and all of Anberlin’s talent was lost in the giant wave. All of the things that I love about Anberlin were overpowered by the unbelievable loudness. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m a fan of loud music. I haven’t reached the age yet where loud things sound like pots and pans banging together, but the concert was unbearable.

This morning I read the following insightful, concvicting quote by Phil Ryken:

No matter how gifted we are, this is what we become if we do not use our gifts in a loving way. No one can hear the gospel from the life of a loveless Christian. People just hear “bong, bong, bong, clang, clang, clang!” (Loving the Way Jesus Loves)

Wow, that hits home. I may be gifted. I may be a decent worship leader, or a good writer, or a funny blogger, or a great children’s ministry teacher, or a great singer, or generous giver, but if my gifts aren’t used in love, they don’t benefit anyone. If my heart isn’t filled with love and affection for others, then all my spiritual gifts are nothing more than an overwhelming noise, like a loud, clashing cymbal, or an amplifier turned up to 11. If my gifts are not guided by the love of Jesus, then they are wasted.

I want to be useful for Jesus. The first step in being useful is being loving. Which means I need to spend a lot more time praying that God would give me a deep, abiding love for him and for others. Instead of focusing on whether or not I’m being used for God, I need to focus on whether or not I’m loving others. God will take care of the being useful part. Ultimately it’s not about how good I am at a particular thing, it’s about how loving I am. And truth be told, I’m often not loving. I’m just a clanging gong.

Lord, do a deep, thorough work in my heart. Change me, sanctify me, cleanse me. Replace my selfishness with love, my me-ness with other-ness. I want to be used by you, for you, to honor you. If that is going to happen, I must be filled with your love. So fill me today with love for you and love for others. Let my spiritual gifts be shaped by love.

+photo by Mario Pleitez

15 Ways To Become Like Doug The Encourager

Therefore encourage one another and build one another up, just as you are doing.  1 Thessalonians 5:11

I want to grow as an encourager.  I want to be like Doug, a man in our church, who has the gift of encouragement.  Every time I talk with him, he has this uncanny way of turning every conversation into an encouragement of me session.  For example, “Hey Doug, thanks for all the good ideas you brought to the meeting last night.”  Doug: “I only did that because I was trying to imitate you.  You have so many great ideas.  You’re so innovative and always bring a creative perspective to any conversation.  And you’re such a great husband and dad.  And the way you love your dogs so inspires me.  And when you’re doodling in our meetings, I know you aren’t bored, you’re creating great works of art!”

Well, Doug isn’t really over the top, but he does consistently encourage everyone he interacts with.  I want to be like Doug.

So here are some reflections on ways to encourage others that I have observed in Doug and many others:

1.  Point out how you see God working in their life.  Tell them how you can see they have changed over the last six months, year or five years.  ”You know, a year ago you would have responded in anger. But today you were patient and gentle.”

2.  Tell them you are praying for them – and be sure to do that.

3.  Point out any ways they encourage you.  ”Thank you for sharing that scripture this morning. It really helped me.”

4.  Share an encouraging scripture with them.  ”I’m sure you know this, but none of your labor in the Lord is vain. Someday you’ll be rewarded for what you’re doing right now.”

5.  Encourage them that God is for them and will be faithful to them

6.  Tell them what you appreciate/respect/like/enjoy about them.  Thank them for ways they inspire you.  Point out good qualities they have.

7.  Appreciate and thank them for any ways they serve.

8.  Encourage them for any effort you see them making in the right direction.

9.  Encourage them not to give up. “God is going to come through for you. He will surely reward your faithfulness. Someday this will all be worth it when you are standing before God in heaven and he says to you, ‘Well done, good and faithful servant. Enter into the joy of your Master.’ ”

10.  Thank them for their example to you.  ”Thank you for being an example to me of faithfulness to your husband through thick and thin.” “Thank you for your example to me of trusting God in affliction.”

11.  Commend them for any job well done.

12.  Share with them how you see them glorifying God.  ”You know, to forgive your brother for the way he hurt you is so pleasing to God.”

13.  Encourage them for any gifts or talents they have.  Thank them for ways their gifts have blessed you.

14.  Point out the fruit of the Spirit you see in their life.  ”I appreciate how consistently joyful you are.”

15.  Remind them that they have a sympathetic and compassionate great high priest who intercedes for them.

Send them a note. Fire off an email. Give them a quick call on your commute home.  Text them. It doesn’t have to be elaborate. Sometimes, “Great job!” is all you need to say.

Tell them why you’re glad you get to work with them. Tell them why you’re glad God brought them to your church.  Tell them why you’re glad they are your child (assuming they are your child). Husbands, thank your wives for anything and everything they do for you.

Be like Doug.

Are You A “Connector”?

They bring people together. They introduce Paul McCartneys to John Lennons and Steve Jobs’s to Steve Wozniaks.  They connect Stephen Spielbergs to George Lucases.

They find everyone fascinating and want others to meet these fascinating people. Often as a result of the connections they make, partnerships or teams are formed that change the course of technology or music or sports.

Malcolm Gladwell, in his book Tipping Point, calls them “Connectors.” Here’s what he says about a lady named Lois Weisberg:

The point is that Lois found him interesting, because, in some way, she finds everyone interesting. Weisberg, one of her friends told me, always says—‘Oh, I’ve met the most wonderful person. You are going to love her,’ and she is as enthused about this person as she was about the first person she has met and you know what, she’s usually right.” Helen Doria, another of her friends, told me that “Lois sees things in you that you don’t even see in yourself,” which is another way of saying the same thing, that by some marvelous quirk of nature, Lois and the other people like her have some instinct that helps them relate to the people they meet. When Weisberg looks out at the world or when Roger Horchow sits next to you on an airplane, they don’t see the same world that the rest of us see. They see possibility, and while most of us are busily choosing whom we would like to know, and rejecting the people who don’t look right or who live out near the airport, or whom we haven’t seen in sixty five years, Lois and Roger like them all.

Every Christian should be a Connector.

We should find everyone interesting and be enthused about people, and see everyone as unique and created in God’s image.  We should “see possibility,” and while most of the world is “busily choosing whom (they) would like to know, and rejecting the people who don’t look right or live out near the airport,” we should “like them all.”

We should make a beeline for visitors to our churches.  Next time you see someone you don’t know, welcome them and introduce yourself.  Take a genuine interest. Ask him what he does. If he says, “I’m a beekeeper,” get interested in beekeeping. “You’re a beekeeper? How did you get into that? How many times have you been stung? Have you ever gone into anaphylactic shock? Do you sell honey?  How many hives do you have?”

Be a Connector outside of church.  Ask you neighbor about her beautiful garden.  Pump your local barista about his favorite coffee or his most complex drink.

Connectors aren’t consumed with themselves. They’re humble.  And joyful. Because one path to joy is to forget about ourselves by loving others.

The ultimate goal is to connect people to Jesus. When you care about people they’ll eventually share their desires and burdens and you might get the chance to pray for them and connect them with their sympathetic high priest.  Who knows?  You may even connect someone to Jesus for the first time.

Please Like Me! Let Me Worship You!

I hate disappointing or inconveniencing people. I’m not good at saying no. I rarely contradict a person’s statement or openly argue with them, even if I disagree with what’s being said. I’d rather let it slide than make a scene. I want people to like me. I’m a people-pleaser.

But that’s not a bad thing, right? I mean, what’s the opposite of being a people-pleaser – a people offender? Who wants to be known as the guy who gets his kicks disappointing as many people as possible? Should I want people to dislike me?

I had to wrestle with these questions again in a little episode that came up in the course of pastoring. While doing some church calendar planning, I overlooked a detail and double-booked a meeting. My mistake meant someone else had to alter their plans. They graciously did so, I apologized, and we moved on. But afterwards I struggled internally. I felt bad that they had to change their schedule. I wanted to rewind life so I could undo my mistake. I started to feel less joyful, less happy. I wondered what they were thinking of me now. Do they still like me? Will they still speak to me? They’re probably planning to leave the church at this moment!

Okay, I didn’t get quite that far down the road of despair. But in the moments after the mistake, my internal landscape became much bleaker – until the Lord invaded my thoughts. Here’s what I realized. While I shouldn’t want to inconvenience people, God is the only one who can accomplish all his plans without mistakes or unintended consequences. I cannot. As a weak, finite person in a fallen, disordered world I am going to disappoint and inconvenience people. God knows this. And even my weak and poor decisions fit into God’s perfect plan for me and the people I might inconvenience. Therefore I shouldn’t worry that the Kingdom has derailed because I made a mistake.

Even more importantly, only God is should hold determinative power over my internal joy and peace. In the Old Testament the Hebrew word used for “glory” (as in “the glory of the Lord”) literally means “weighty.” A conceptual parallel might be our idea that a significant person can “throw their weight around” and make things happen. But when my peace and happiness is controlled by another person, they have become weightier in my life than God.  I have dethroned the Sovereign of the universe. I have worshipped the creature rather than the Creator. People-pleasing is idolatry.

To return to our opening questions: Is it wrong to not like disappointing people? Yes and no. No, it’s not wrong to want to serve other people, to not inconvenience them, and to care about their opinions. At one level those desires can be expressions of love. But what’s behind those desires? When they flow from an idolatrous desire to be God-like and mistake-free, or from disordered affections that make people weightier than God, then they are deeply sinful.

Here’s the good news: Christ died for idolatrous people worshippers like you and me. He breaks the power of cancelled sin, including the sin of fear of man. In that moment as I sat at my desk and realized my sin, there was grace available to repent and direct my worship to my Creator and Redeemer. The same grace is available whenever we turn from putting people first to putting God first.

“You shall worship the Lord your God, and him only shall you serve” (Luke 4:8).

Photo by A. Fagen

Grace Detectives On The Case!

photo by Will Hart

I’m not Catholic, so I don’t believe in confessing sins to a priest, but for the sake of an interesting blog post, let’s pretend that this is a confessional, and I’m confessing to you.

ME: Father, forgive me for I have sinned.

YOU: What is your sin my son?

ME: I’m a critical jerk. I’m always far more aware of people’s failings than I am of God working in their lives. This turns me into an irritated, curmudgeonly person, who isn’t very gracious. I don’t radiate grace like Jesus did. I radiate the fact that I’m irritated. I’m a self-righteous punk.

YOU: Remind me not invite you over to my house.

ME: Yeah, tell me about it. Now, what should I do?

Aaaaaannnnnnddddd, CUT SCENE. Okay, now you swap out of the confessional and let’s put the Apostle Paul in your place.

PAUL: What you should do is simple. First, repent of your sins and receive the free forgiveness that comes through the blood of Christ. Second, you must become a grace detective.

ME: I’m sorry, a what? It sounded like you said, “Grace detective.”

PAUL: I did. What I mean is that you must be looking for God’s grace at work in people’s lives. God’s grace is at work all over the place in people’s lives. We just need eyes to see it. For example, when I wrote to the Corinthian church, I was writing to a church that was in absolute chaos. There were people getting drunk during communion, a guy sleeping with his stepmother, and people were abusing spiritual gifts like crazy. But, before I brought correction to them, I wanted them to see how God was working in their lives. So I wrote:

I give thanks to my God always for you because of the grace of God that was given you in Christ Jesus, that in every way you were enriched in him in all speech and all knowledge—even as the testimony about Christ was confirmed among you—so that you are not lacking in any gift, as you wait for the revealing of our Lord Jesus Christ, who will sustain you to the end, guiltless in the day of our Lord Jesus Christ. God is faithful, by whom you were called into the fellowship of his Son, Jesus Christ our Lord. (1 Corinthians 1:4-9 ESV)

Yeah, that church was a wild house. But, I could see God working in their lives. They were eager for the spiritual gifts. I also knew that God would be faithful to finish the work he began. So I could genuinely thank God for them and genuinely encourage them by pointing out God’s work in their lives. And when I remembered that, it changed my perspective on them from being irritated with them to actually caring for them.

ME: So what should I be looking for in people’s lives? Where do I start?

PAUL: Simply start by looking for the fruit of the Spirit in people’s lives. Do you see a person sacrificially loving someone else? That’s God’s work. Thank God for that work and encourage them about that work. Do you see a person enduring a trial with joy and peace. God’s work. Do you see a person extending kindness to an unkind person? God’s work. Be a grace detective. Help people see where God’s grace is at work in their lives. That practice will transform you from an irritated critic in a grateful, loving person.

Before You Give Advice To Someone

A few years ago I shared a challenge I was having with one of my children with a friend of mine, CB, who helps care for our church. I so appreciated his first response.  He asked, “Mark, how are you doing?”

Before you start giving advice to someone, ask how they’re doing.

CB could have begun making various suggestions of things I could do with my child. He could’ve shared pertinent parenting Bible verses. But as a great pastor, he first cared for my soul.

Yes, there was a time for advice and talking about how I should approach the situation. But that came later.

Before you start giving advice to someone, ask how they’re doing.

Please Stop Killing Me With Your Statistics

photo by John Steven Fernandez

One advantage to having a blog is that I can occasionally take up my megaphone, clamber up on a soap box, and go at it. So here goes…

I think we need to stop trying to motivate people with statistics. The world is full of gut-wrenching, heart-breaking statistics. Millions live in poverty, millions of babies are being aborted, millions of girls are trapped in the sex industry, millions of people have never heard the gospel. Each of these is a real, legitimate, heart breaking problem, and we need courageous people who are willing to put their lives on the line for these causes.

But here’s the thing: I’m called to love my neighbor, not a statistic. I’m called to do good as I have opportunity. I’m called to minister primarily to the man next door, not in Saudi Arabia.

See, statistics do two things to me…

First, they make me feel like a wicked, useless, fruitless wretch. They condemn me. They crush me. There are millions living in poverty and here I am eating french fries and drinking Coca-Cola, like I don’t have a care in the world. What a loser I am! How can I call myself a Christian when there are so many people in poverty and I’m not doing a single thing about it? Maybe I’m the only one, but that’s what statistics do to me. They don’t inspire faith in me. They don’t draw out fresh passion for God. They crush me with condemnation because I’m not helping enough. I feel like I should be doing something but I have no idea what to do.

The second thing that statistics do is fill me with fear/anger/despair. Woah, millions of babies have been aborted! Where is God? Why isn’t he doing something? Something must be done now! Everything is out of control! We must mobilize, militarize, take to the streets.

The reality is, God is here. He’s in the middle of all the messes. He is sovereign and just. Every wickedness will be repaid and every injustice will be righted. Our God is not absent, and he is far greater than any problem that confronts us. Things are not spiraling out of control. Nothing has escaped  his ever watchful, ever caring eye.

So should we never use statistics again? No, but maybe we should use them a bit differently. First, let’s not forget about God. God is just and true and righteous and sovereign and all powerful. Every injustice will be repaid, every wrong will be righted. The return of Christ is not hinging solely on me and my efforts against the sex trafficking industry. I’ve got a wife, three kids, and a full time job. I’m one guy and I can only do so much. When we cite stats, let’s not forget to remind people that there is a real God who is control of all things.

Second, let’s not forget the gospel. Statistics can have a very condemning effect on people. If we cite statistics, let’s also remind people that their acceptance before God is based solely on the completed work of Christ. No more. If they can help in the fight against abortion, wonderful! But fighting against abortion does not make us more acceptable to God. Our statistics should be padded with the gospel.

Finally, we should help people connect massive statistics to something that they can really do. I can’t rescue every baby, as much as I wish I could. But I can help a young lady who is pregnant and considering an abortion, like my friends Adam and Pami did. I can’t take the gospel overseas but I can pray for the country of Morocco. I can’t rescue every orphan in Russia but I can reach out to the son of the single mom across the street.

Please don’t misunderstand me, stats aren’t wrong. And I fully believe in fighting against poverty and abortion and sex trafficking. But we need to be careful how we use statistics. If we really want to motivate people we can’t separate our statistics from our sovereign, gospel-giving God.