The other day, I was speaking to a new friend of mine I’m getting to know because we serve on the DEI Committee at Adaire School where my kids go. She hadn’t gotten to know me well and she wanted to know about being a pastor, author, and so on. She said she wanted to read my book, and I asked her if she had any faith. She didn’t. She said she wasn’t religious. I thought that was fine. In a previous time, I may have remarked about the beauty of the mountains or the sound of the ocean and why that leads me to have faith, but instead, I confessed to her that with Christian Nationalism, Christian Supremacy, and Christian Exceptionalism rampant, I don’t know what kind of person would even want to find Christian faith at all. My faith has formed to oppose all forms of oppression and try to pursue justice and I was grateful for that. But if I were not a Christian now, I think the prospect of becoming one would be hard.