Presbyterians aren’t usually seen as being the life of the party. But I am grateful for the ways the gospel is preached, in all its nuance and life-giving truth, at my Presbyterian church in Jackson, Mississippi.
Aren’t you a little curious what similarities and passions you might share with your neighbors in the faith? Crack open the door of your tradition and peek behind some of the others by reading first-person reflections from a selection of denominations and traditions.
Bulging biceps. Watermelon-sized shoulders. Abs so defined you could see them from outer space. No, I’m not describing myself. Well, I guess I sort of am. I’m trying to describe the image in my head of the “ideal me.”