“Now everyone bow their head and close their eyes…” the pastor’s Kentucky accent added vowels where they didn’t belong, but I had visited and even lived there so many times, it was like a second language to me.

“If you’re ready to accept Jesus in your heart, I want you to just raise one hand. No looking around, this is an intimate moment between you and God.”

I lost count how many times I asked Jesus into my heart. Like he moved in long enough to no...