I was verbally assaulted recently after worship. That sounds dramatic, but I don’t know any other words to describe it. I was the target of 15 minutes of verbal abuse in the guise of a theological critique of my sermon.
A family of first-time guests, a mom and her six kids in their teens and 20s, came up to me in the line after the service, near the back of the church. There were a dozen or so people in line behind them.
We shook hands and they told me their names, and I introduced myself and told them how good it was to have them here in worship. It kind of went downhill from there.
“Is this a Bible-believing church?†she asked next.
