“After a few years, I began to chafe a bit, wondering if Jesus had died on the cross so that a few chosen people in a church service could “do” the ministry while pretty much everyone else just sat there, passively and silently watching. Was this what God had in mind? Was this the hope we had for growth and maturity as a follower of Jesus? Was the highest goal for most of my friends to become an usher in the church building . . . to someday ush with the best of them? Around this time, I was”