Perhaps you haven’t been inside a church in years. Maybe you grew up going every Sunday, but somewhere along the way, you stopped. Something happened. Someone disappointed you. A pastor or someone said something that hurt. You saw Christians behaving in ways that seemed far less than Christian.
Or maybe you drifted away as life got busy. Sunday mornings became your time to rest. And eventually, church became something other people did. But every now and then, late at night when the house is quiet, a question rises somewhere deep inside.
Is this all there is?
