The tension of living within the rules while also pushing boundaries defined my younger years. I grew up thinking of Christianity as a moral framework. But I also loved rock and roll. I drove too fast. I pushed against the edges.
The moral code felt restrictive. For years, I thought the problem was me. If I could just be good enough, if I could just follow the rules better, then I’d experience the abundant life Jesus talked about.
But a part of me wondered: What if being good isn’t the point of life?
