I was a Christian in High School. I became one at 15, a couple weeks before turning 16. 

It was a drastic change. Something in my heart clicked BIG time. No, I can't describe this in a way that would satisfy the skeptic or could be tested in a lab. But I know it was real. 

Rick Swift (by the way, that's an alias if you want to fact-check me) had some very kind things to say about me in the review. I was outspoken, to say the least. Considering my book, is it any surprise to say I was bold? Looking back, I feel I was a little obnoxious at times. Perhaps that is humorous too—that I was not as civilized on how I presented myself and my faith as I am now. HA!

Anyway, one of things I did was wear loud shirts (and other gear) professing my faith. I wanted to start conversations. At one point, it got the attention of one of the Assistant Principles. 

I was taken aside and instructed on the issue of "separation of church and state". I was also told, for that reason, I couldn't wear any clothes that spoke of my faith.

Surprised? Probably not.

Something didn't seem right. I said I was going to research the matter in the Student Handbook and get back to her.

And I did.

I brought that to the principle, who conceded my point. And off I was—free to wear all the annoying Christian gear I wanted.

I'm not sure I really have a lesson in here. I haven't really thought it through. I suppose it is a story of standing up for your convictions at its core. I think it is also a little social commentary on the undercurrent to secularize culture. 

So what will you do? Keep quiet? Aquiesce? 

You know what I do. It is the seminal reason for my life, in my opinion. I want to do whatever I can to get people talking about Jesus. And I suppose I am still a little obnoxious about it. But that makes it fun and interesting. Plus, it's partly who I am.

Sticking with faith gets harder and harder the older I get. But I really believe this stuff.