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We Started the Church that We Needed

I was feeling nostalgic today, thinking about my history with different churches and congregations. I've got some really good memories, y'all. And they smell like fried chicken and taste like sweet tea. They sound like laughter after a couple beers and feel like my feet just brushing the water by the lake with my friends.  I grew up in a very tight-knit church where my uncle was the pastor, my mother was the worship leader, and we were all in church about three times a week for practice or service of some sort. The youth group was my friend group. We had sleepovers (aka, LOCK-IN's for those of you who remember those) and played on the city-league softball team together (and…