Someone in Evansburg, a village west of Edmonton, took the liberty of adding to the sign on the outskirts of the town. The sign now reads: “Welcome to Evansburg, the thriving village with clean air, fresh water, and friendly people. Population—600—29 dogs—41 cats—1 grouch.” Comments the newspaper editor: “Although all 600 may feel incriminated, it is likely the person who added to the sign is the only one who knows the grouch’s identity.” Unfortunately, in most companies of people, there is one grouch—one person who complains constantly, one person who always sees the dark side of things. In churches, too, there seems to be always one grouch around. Perhaps we all should ask the question, “Lord, is it I?”