The things you think you know.
Most of my life I was brought up Catholic--I'd go to the same Catholic church just about every Sunday, as well as go to Sunday school. In second grade I was "baptized" and received communion, starting my journey to be confirmed into the Catholic church. I couldn't really tell you much of what I learned all those years I went to church, and I didn't even really know how to find a book in the Bible, let alone tell you what any of the books were. My freshman year in high school my boyfriend asked me to go to church with a mutual friend of ours one Wednesday night. I went with them, and when we got there, the youth group was playing Bible trivia. I was pretty nervous to be in a new church, especially since I didn't know anyone there other than my boyfriend, his brother, and our mutual friend--but even more nervous because I was afraid of not knowing any of the answers to the trivia questions. I didn't know one single answer to one single question that they...