As evangelical teens at Willow Creek Church, my friends and I were inseparable. How did we all drift so far apart?

https://slate.com/human-interest/2019/07/willow-creek-church-evangelical-teens-grow-up.html

«I finally understand that we never had a shared faith structure. We went to the same church, some of us for years. We heard the same sermons, slept in the same cabins at camp, read the same books of the Bible, listened to the same music. But we went home to different families. We heard different stories about what it meant to be gay, to be a Christian, to experience the death of someone we loved.»

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