The other day, I met separately with two men who attend two different evangelical churches in my town. The conversations felt eerily similar. Both mentioned non-Christian friends who had recently grown interested in the faith, so we talked about books and small group meetings they could recommend. They were encouraged.
Yet in each conversation, as we shifted to the topic of church, I felt the spirit in the room subtly change. It wasn’t that their churches were uninviting to outsiders. To the contrary, unbelievers were more than welcome. It was the men themselves who felt increasingly restless in their own places of worship.
