Some years ago, Harry Emerson Fosdick received a letter from a young mother in which she told what happened when she moved into a new subdivision: We tried everything we could think of to make this place something other than a real-estate development. We tried organized recreation, community picnics, and square dancing. We formed a women's club and held bridge parties, and started a garden club. We had a parents' organization and evening discussion groups. We tried everything. But it was not until the church came that we changed from a subdivision into a community and became real neighbors to one another (Dear Mr. Brown, 1961 , p. 150).

Good religion works now—in practical daily living. It gives us a sense of personal partnership with God. Good religion keeps on growing, and it works now.