When I was leaving the Presbyterian church in 1995, I applied to see if I could get back into the Pentecostal church, since that was my background. I met with the district board. I was denied because I would not concede that drinking was a sin.
When our church went through a massive church split in 1997, the leadership team would meet in our homes and we would drink wine and talk and talk and talk. A rumor got out that our leadership meetings were drunken messes.
Going through deconstruction or massive spiritual transformation was strenuous. I’ll have to admit: wine helped. There are a lot of people who know exactly what I’m talking about.
This is just one of the things we joke a lot about at The Lasting Supper. Please accept my invitation to join us! Check us out!