Ok, I am going to be so real with you all – I fail, and I fail often. I proclaim to live out a faith that loves people, loves justice, and works toward the good of man and the glory of God, but so very often, my life does not reflect that. Especially living in New York City, injustice surrounds me, yet I fail to act. Here are some of those times: As I’m sitting in a coffee shop with my Bible, prayer journal, and devotional in front of me, I have a perfect view of the laundromat across the street. Out of the corner of my eye I detect…