“Church Is Not a Game!”

When I pull into Jay’s gravel driveway, I see him standing near the shed, his insect collecting equipment gathered near his feet and his field guide in his hand. Jay steps toward the car eagerly and has the passenger door open almost before I’m parked. Equipment in the trunk and Jay buckled into the passenger seat, we are quickly on our way to Axleton Park. Jay pulls a blue flyer out of his field guide and waves it toward me as I drive, “I have something that I want you to go to.”