I was that kid in high school.
You know, the one who always took on leadership roles in youth group and memorized scripture in my spare time and brought my Bible to school and got into theological arguments at the lunch table over pizza slices and curly fries. Needless to say, I wasn’t invited to many parties. After graduation, I fell out of touch with most of my friends, and honestly, I don’t wonder why. Instead of inspiring me to love and accept others and form deeper relationships, my interpretation of Christianity pushed me away from authentic connection.
Later, I became angry.
I took issue with those Christians who see other humans simply as “outreach opportunities.” I’ve distanced myself from the evangelism mentality to the point where I go out of my way not to bring up my beliefs in conversation. Instead of singing “I once was lost, and now I’m found”, I sometimes joke that “I once was found, and now I’m lost.”