How Thirty High School Church Boys Saved Me

I didn’t expect them to take my most embarrassing moment to heart

Photo by Siora Photography on Unsplash

I was 14 when my parents decided to switch churches and go to a much bigger one a few towns over. I’d spent my entire childhood attending a two-room rural church with the same twelve people, nearly all of which were my grandmother’s age. The only other kids in Sunday school were my…