I will never forget my first day at Family of God. The little church on the corner of Sharon and Vernor as it was known to many. It was the day that God confirmed where He wanted me to be for the next stage of my life. A day that broke my heart for Southwest Detroit. A day that changed my life forever. The church is not always extravagant in appearance. A small storefront with bars on the windows, paint chipping off the dented steel door, coffee-stained carpet, and a variety