If I walk out of church because I disagree with what is being said from the pulpit, it won't be the first time. This happened when I was a young kid and at Bethel Methodist Church, a little church all alone in the area we called the flatwoods.
Obviously, my memory is not perfectly clear, but I remember a man who was not the pastor and not a member of the church took the pulpit and began talking. He had got so far as to saying, "my wife took the low road and I took the high road," when Daddy got up, moved to each child and said, "Let's go,:" and we went. (Mama was not at church; probably at home with a new baby.)
That afternoon a cousin visiting from Waldo teased us by saying the entire congregation was talking about us.
I never knew the whole story about the visitor, only that daddy said he was a crook. I know that church is for sinners but that doesn't mean just anything should come from the pulpit.
Obviously, my memory is not perfectly clear, but I remember a man who was not the pastor and not a member of the church took the pulpit and began talking. He had got so far as to saying, "my wife took the low road and I took the high road," when Daddy got up, moved to each child and said, "Let's go,:" and we went. (Mama was not at church; probably at home with a new baby.)
That afternoon a cousin visiting from Waldo teased us by saying the entire congregation was talking about us.
I never knew the whole story about the visitor, only that daddy said he was a crook. I know that church is for sinners but that doesn't mean just anything should come from the pulpit.
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