When the sermon ended, I stood and began making my way toward Reynold Blake, only to notice Logan standing there as well.

The first time I’d come to something like this, it had been because of Logan. Back then, I found it dull, a waste of time. But when I realized how much peace it brought him, I started tagging along. At first, it was for his sake, but over time, I began to discover a sense of calm and meaning in it for myself.

Eventually, I learned to ...