The guests sat around the table for dinner. The hostess, the pastor's wife, served rice, beans, and a little corn flour. When she started serving the food, she excused the watered-down soup. "I am sorry," she said, "the soup is so watered down, but you know, with our salary being so little, we have to live by faith. Isn't that right?"
I silently asked myself, "Does living by faith mean one must eat watered-down soup? Does it mean shoes must be worn until the soles are all worn out? Does it mean we have to wear old and clumsy clothes to give an appearance of humility? Does it mean we'll own a `Pentecostal' car that preaches with loud noises in every corner