I read this article yesterday. It’s sad, really.
Years ago, I was a Sunday school teacher. Attended church every week. Read the King James Bible for fun. Believed as much as I could, as sincerely as I could.
Then I moved to Portland, an unchurched city in one of the nation’s least religious states, and joined the ranks of people who don’t regularly attend services and barely know where to start. I don’t miss it much…
Suddenly, the blessed freedom of living in an unchurched city feels more like a void.Read it all