Of Good News and Bad News
I recently went with my family to Branson for vacation. We left town on Friday and were able to stay into the next week. As a pastor, I don't get many weekends off. So I determined to make the best of it. I was going to church! And while there, I got good news, and bad news. I got up early Sunday morning while my wife and children and in-laws were all still asleep in the condo, and headed to First Baptist Branson. I had been there before (on vacation) and enjoyed it. The early service started at 8:30, and I would have plenty of time to get back to my family. I arrived a little early to the parking lot, and noticed there was another church right across the street literally. I drove over there and found a catholic church, early service 8:15! I parked and made my way inside, and the service had already started. As a baptist pastor, I'm pretty familiar with what to expect in a baptist service. Even when traveling overseas, I feel at home in a baptist service.