It’s pretty obvious to anyone paying attention that Calvary is not a typical Baptist church. I don’t think people appreciate, however, how completely weird this place is. I could tell story after story, of course, about the strange things that happen here, but I could never do the reality justice.
Example: lately I have been engaged in what I would call a mild difference of opinion and others would call a war with some of Calvary’s young adults over the television show Lost.
I tried to watch the first season on Netflix–I got 9 episodes into it, actually, trying to do due diligence to the task–but I just didn’t like it that much. When I expressed this humble opinion to members of my community of faith you would have thought I burned a Bible or something. They were collectively outraged and seem to still be harboring resentment about this matter.
Since then, I have become what I consider to be an unjust victim of Lost. For example, I must now endure conversation after conversation about the show; no one is ever available on Tuesday nights; anytime a theological issue comes up in conversation I must hear about how that theme played itself out in season two, etc., etc., etc.
Apparently, last night was a particularly riveting episode or something. I was not watching–I was at home, minding my own business, giving the young adults their space. Then, I received the following email:
This only confirms what I have already learned many times: it’s dangerous to empower laity. They can go completely crazy, harass the pastor using her very own words, and cause all kinds of trouble.
See what I mean? WEIRDEST. CHURCH. EVER.
And I love it so much.