Have you ever been driving home, only to get there and realize that you don’t remember how you got there? I certainly have. You knew there were turns, stoplights, and stop signs, but you didn’t remember them. You were on autopilot. You’ve gone home so many times, you’ve familiarized yourself with it so much, and you know the people there so well that you don’t even think about it anymore. It might even be difficult giving people directions because you don’t even remember the names of the streets or which landmarks are at which intersections. You just know how to get there.
This is what it is like for many Christians with their Bibles, in their churches, and among other Christians. No directions or explanations necessary. Everyone knows what to do and where to go. The preacher says, “Turn to Matthew,” and no one thinks to look around them for a guy named Matthew. The Christians say to each other, “I really enjoyed the fellowship we had last night,” and no one thinks it’s a name of a Norwegian dish. They just know.
But this isn’t true for those who didn’t grow up in church and have never chatted with
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