We officially joined our church, and the boys were baptized, this morning. (Actually we’re pretty bad “joiners” in the usual sense of the word—took us four years of nearly-every-Sunday visiting, though also in our group this morning was a family who’s been attending regularly for fourteen.) Today was the result of much thought and prayer, and I’m absolutely delighted to be here.
I am much more interested in identifying as Christian than I am a specific denomination, and I consider it mostly incidental that Good Shepherd is a United Methodist congregation. What I am mostly deeply attracted to, and proud to be part of, is that this vibrant body of Christ demonstrably believes in being His hands and feet for the community, both locally and around the world. A strong second is our church’s lack of concern with a lot of the peripheral issues that serve mostly to divide us, and to no real constructive purpose.
In essentials, unity; in non-essentials, liberty; in all things, charity. – Methodist maxim
We’re home. To God be the glory!