On the Christian horizon, today, is a confused but increasing play of the charlatan. A people enamored with untruths, half-truths, and often, an evil that is repugnant. It is about time we redefined our faith. A faith that is more of who we are in the marketplace where men dwell and thrive in hideous sinfulness and in our closets where no one watches than in worship places where everyone appear a saint. When our actions match our confessions, when our speeches honor God despite the permissiveness of our environment; when our thoughts glorify God despite the sight before our eyes; then, maybe then, by His grace, we can truly become worshipers of the one and only true God. Too many Christians seem to hold a caste of faith totally alien to the original faith in the Lord Jesus Christ. With one church per street, howling praises and prayers all night, stadium-size cathedrals, and sated men of God with burgeoning vaults of tax-free collections; our faith seems devoid of power, our civil and public service is mired in corruption, our politics reek of evil and our military is bedeviled, all to a rueful rile. We pray all night only to snitch on a praying partner in the morning. We fellowship all day with brethren only to sleep with their wives later in the evening. We steal stuff we don't need and buy things we have lost count of. Our faith spreads out like a gangrene but runs only as deep as seaweed. A Burden of Deficit chronicles the original intent for the divine inauguration of the church, the incidence of the debilitating rot that has set in, the path that we must beat to revert this rot, and how to beat the divine path to renewal.