My name is Chris Randall, I’m 43 and have been married for 23 years. My wife and I have three adult daughters. I grew up in pseudo Christianity. My family was good at speaking Christanese and looking very Christian around other Christians, but if you saw us at home you would have likely called CPS. From the time I was a young child I knew that I wanted God in my life, but no one ever showed me what it looked like to be an authentic follower of Jesus. When I was 18 I asked my mom why I should believe what she believed, but she had no answer. She stood there silent, motionless, shocked, her jaw dropped. There was nothing authentic about her life or the brand of Christianity she had been selling me my entire life.