I stumbled into the Church where I worship and thought that perhaps I had entered the wrong building. Our Preacher is not noted for using a lot of “props” (a few now and then). There on the platform, right behind the pulpit, was a huge steel I-beam. I figured I was in for a rough time as he would compare the hardness of my head to the hardness of the steel. Then I thought he might be planning to use that old saw about taking care of the “beam in your own eye” before condemning a brother. (Just like him to overshoot his illustrative material). But, I was wrong. Hot Hearts!…