This week two old friends from my religious days--one an adult counselor for the church youth group, another person who was my age--sought me out on Facebook. Of course I friended them, and I've already had some nice wall exchanges.
Nonetheless it felt like worlds colliding...or, perhaps, different phases of life colliding. I'm not religious at all these days, and have great misgivings about the out-sized role of evangelical Christianity in American politics in recent years. My two friends are still religious and still great people. But there's a rift there now, however cordial we would be if we saw each other again.
It comes down to this: these days I'm the man who's madly in love with the bubbly atheist. That's a very different life than I envisioned at Cypress Wesleyan Church, but it's a great one.