About a year ago I had a conversation with one of my best friends that went something like this:
“You don’t really believe Jesus Christ was the son of God, do you?”
“What do you mean?”
“Like you don’t actually believe he died and was resurrected and was actually God’s son, do you?”
“I don’t know what you mean.”
“I’m just asking. Do you actually believe all that stuff? That all that really happened?”
“Well. I guess so. I don’t know.”
“Jesus was the son of God. You believe that.”
“Well. Yeah. That’s one of the main points of my religion. So I guess so.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. I guess. I think so. Why?”
“Just wondering. I’ve been thinking about this religion stuff a lot recently.”
And then I asked her: “What denomination are you, again?”
She laughed. “I’m not sure. Once we moved here— I think we’re Presbyterian now. But I don’t really know what that means.”
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