It happened as I was on my way to play a board game with friends from church. Someone in my car asked, “So, Molly, why are you going to this?”

Caught off-guard, my eyes switched back and forth between the road ahead and the rearview mirror as I tried to gauge the sincerity of the question. After quick deliberation in silence, I said, “Well, I guess the first reason would be that I was invited.”