“Everything That Rises Must Converge” or On the Inevitability of Seeking Truth

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My parents have always joked that I have been going to church since before I was born. Even when I set aside hyperbole and reflect on the most formative moments of my life thus far, I am constantly amazed at how, for so many of them, a church has been the cradle. It was in stale youth-group classrooms, arena-style worship centers, and church basement…