When the Minister is the Skeptic

I grew up as a Christmas and Easter Methodist. Our family called ourselves Christians, but it was not an important part of our lives. I found church boring. When I turned eighteen, something happened to me. Though my life was outwardly good, I was inwardly empty. So I began a spiritual quest. I wanted to connect to God but did not know how. I shared this hunger with my close friend Jeff, and it turned out he felt the same way. Jeff reminded me that his family had also gone to our church, so he suggested we go to church that next Sunday.