Over two years ago, an old man at church said to me half-jokingly, “You have to indoctrinate kids when they’re young. That’s how you get converts.”
I felt sick—but said nothing. Instead, my mind became immediately reflective about when I was in Christian school. “Was I indoctrinated all those years?” And then I realized the soul-wrenching irony I was participating in: “I’m a youth leader at my church’s youth group. Am I the indoctrinator now?”