Church Committees, Cookie Cutters, and Why I’ll Never Fit In

(Thank God)

Folk Art. Notice something missing???Little Church In The Woods

I watched a video today—one of those roundtable chats with the seasoned, polished, well-published, been-blogging-since-the-dawn-of-time types.

And I’ll be honest with you:
They were nice.
Pleasant.
Articulate.
Safe.

And bland as lukewarm tea.

There was no grit.
No gut.
No fire.

It felt like I…