As the mother of three teenagers, I often find myself trying to persuade them of things that previous generations took for granted. Most recently, I’ve been attempting to convince my 17-year-old son of the value of attending church on Sunday morning. He’d much rather be on a cross-country trail because, as he puts it, “Running is my church, Mom.”
Church as Resistance
As the calendar turns and we consider the lives we want to live in 2024, let me invite you to join me and my begrudging son in the pew.

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