"I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face. I sat and cried silently... I was scrunching myself up against the wall as far as I could. All of a sudden, someone from behind us taps on the guy’s shoulder..."
In churches across America, a quiet but consequential conversation is unfolding. It often begins with a question—sometimes whispered, sometimes posted publicly on social media....
"The other day at whole foods one of my kids started chanting, 'I love McDonalds.' as loud as He could while onlookers looked on mortified and stunned that this sweet child would be saying such things so close to the Kombucha."
