There was a time when I believed I was being called to pastoral ministry. But I'm sensing more and more that I'm not temperamentally cut out for that. I've found it generally true that it's easier to get two pagans to agree on everything than to get two Christians to agree on anything.
There's an old joke regarding this that those of you who are Christians have probably seen many times:
I was walking across a bridge one day, and I saw a man about to jump off. I immediately ran over and said:I don't find the joke all that funny anymore. But I do find it all-too-true.
"Stop! Don't do it!"
"Why shouldn't I?" he asked.
I said: "Well, there's so much to live for!"
"Like what?"
"Well... are you religious or atheist?"
"Religious."
"Me too! Are you Christian or Jewish?"
"Christian."
"Me too! Are you Catholic or Protestant?"
"Protestant."
"Me too! Are you Episcopalian or Baptist?"
"Baptist."
"Wow! Me too! Are you Baptist Church of God or Baptist Church of the Lord?"
"Baptist Church of God."
"Me too! Are you Original Baptist Church of God, or are you Reformed Baptist Church of God?"
"Reformed Baptist Church of God."
"Me too! Are you Reformed Baptist Church of God, reformation of 1879, or Reformed Baptist Church of God, reformation of 1915?"
"Reformation of 1915!"
To which I said, "Die, heretic scum!" and pushed him off.
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