Reform Promises Nothing
Rot and Renewal, Week 6. Two faith-based institutions, twenty years apart. One decided. One did not. The ledgers I joined the finance department of a regional church network a few weeks after the "July war" ended in 2006. I was twenty-five. My job was to report on a humanitarian program that was rebuilding water and sanitation systems in the south and getting farmers through a season that had been destroyed along with everything else. It was not the biggest thing I had worked on. As a junior auditor I had carried client portfolios worth many times it. But those were other people's books. I read them from the outside, wrote my report, and left. This was the first time I was sitting inside the institution the numbers belonged to, and I was glad to be there. It took me about a month with the ledgers to understand that the institution carrying it was dying. The problem was arithmetic, and it was not a secret from anyone who could read a balance sheet. The cost of running ...