We have been living in Langley for the past few years and one thing you will notice out here (besides the plethora of big box stores, jillions of young families and horses) is a LOT of churches. Like a crazy number. Churches on every corner, of every denomination – even churches that run out of the local elementary school gym or movie theatre each Sunday.
I didn’t grow up particularly religious. Both of my parents were put through the Catholic school ringer as youth and both decided as young adults that they just didn’t want to march to that drum anymore. I think my Dad might have been carrying a fairly large grudge against the nuns who literally beat the left-handedness out of him in school, and my mom maybe just decided that taking the bus a long way into town alone to go each Sunday just wasn’t for her anymore. Fair enough.