“For the Life of Me I Can’t Remember the Name of the Church…”

Everyone’s favorite Canadian has this poignant post about a local church that had once thrived in his neighborhood…

…when we moved in six years ago, you couldn’t get near the church. It was thriving and was doing all sorts of crazy servant evangelism things that our neighborhood loved and people responded too. Later on and a couple priests later, it was dead and for the life of me, I can’t even remember the name of the place.