About four months ago, after 10 years of friendship, Marc apprehensively followed my encouragement to attend a local church. I was hoping he could gain a community of people willing to walk with him on his journey to put his life back together. After making some connections at the church (Grace Presbyterian Church: South Shore), and talking to one of their deacons, we made arrangements for Marc to get rides to church. Even though Marc was the only black man at the church, he felt warmly welcomed, and returned the next week, and the next week, and the next. They treated him like a friend and a neighbor (Mark 12:30-31).