The Reverend Sam Jones was a great Methodist preacher over in Georgia. His style was unusual. Often he would engage the congregation in dialogue. One Sunday morning he said to his people, "Let's pretend that the church is a locomotive. What part of that locomotive would you like to be?" One man held up his hand and said, "I'd like to be a wheel that just helps rolls that train down the track." Someone else said, "Brother Sam, I'd like to be the whistle on that locomotive that sounds God's praises throughout the land." Another person said, "Preacher, I'd like to be the coal, and just burn myself up for Jesus' sake."

At that point Sam Jones broke out in a huge smile and said, "Now you're talking. Brothers and sisters, we've got too many whistles and wheels in the church now; what we need is…