
The tiny moment that decides everything
I learned something wild at church today. I volunteered for the first time this morning. They put me on parking lot duty. I waved people in, smiled, and directed them where to park. Before we started, the leader shared an interesting study. “When someone visits a church for the first time…they decide within eight minutes of pulling into the parking lot whether they’re ever coming back.” I find that fascinating. Eight. Freaking. Minutes. Before the music, sermon and anything meaningful…





