What happens when you no longer identify as a Christian but still find yourself needing the church?

Digging deeper into the book of Acts as one of radical intimate belonging… and also wrestling with the idolization and isolation of couples in church communities.

I imagine my hometown as “backward” and the people as narrow-minded because, in my imagination, all those people are exactly the same as when I left 30 years ago. I don’t know the ways they have grown and evolved.

Harbor is filled with misfits. It’s pretty cool we have each other (and Jesus).