I’ve been thinking about the trip I took to Peru about a year and a half ago. How could that much time have passed? Anyway, I always meant to share some of the funny things that happened on that trip, but never did. I’m not sure why. Maybe I was just so busy I forgot or maybe I was so embarrassed I couldn’t face it. I’m not sure. Ha ha!
Anyway I was reminded recently about a conversation I had with one of the members of our group. The subject of churches came up and Jim asked me about my church. I told him that I go to a baptist church.
“You go to a baptist church?” he asked obviously surprised. It seemed as though “baptist” did not fit with his impression of me.
You know there are all kinds of baptists so I tried to explain. “Yeah, I go to a small family integrated church. It’s a relatively new church and the pastor told me he thought about using the term Bible Church instead of Baptist, but that most of the Bible churches in the area are charismatic, and he didn’t want to give the impression that we’re charismatic.”
Jim looked at me kinda funny and said, “Oh, I was a pentecostal preacher.”
Ah ha ha ha! Open mouth; insert foot. Jim laughed with me. Thankfully he is a kindred spirit and laughed
at with me a lot on that trip. Fun times!