Will They Know?
I don't know about you, but I grew up in a time and place where Christians were pretty complacent about their faith. Everyone I knew went to church most Sundays. All the kids in town attended Vacation Bible School in the summer; some attended multiple Bible Schools at several different churches. I didn't know anyone who claimed to be an atheist or agnostic--I didn't even know what the words meant. If I went to a friend's house for a meal, I expected that we would pray before we ate, and we usually did. We always said our prayers at bedtime, too. We believed in God. Everyone did, or so it seemed. We practiced Christian values. We knew lots of Bible stories. We could recite the Ten Commandments and John 3:16. No one told us we couldn't pray in school, but it didn't really matter to us, because praying was something we did at home at mealtime and bedtime, and in church on Sundays. No one I knew worked too hard to be a Christian, because Christianity was our way o...