I was going along just fine answering all the questions the sweet girl behind the computer screen was asking so I could have my pre-op lab work done. My name, my address, my social, and on and on. No blink from either one of us. She asked. I answered. Until ...
"Do you have a religious preference?"
I have to admit, the quick response in my head was, "No." After all, I don't think it really matters if you're United Methodist, Baptist, Presbyterian or Church of God. I've known some might fine Godly people in all those circuits and more. But I quickly surmised that was not what she was asking. Which led me to my next dilemma. What IS my religious preference? Well, I enjoy liturgical and contemporary, but I don't think that's what she meant either. Then there's the fact that I spent the first 40+ years in a United Methodist church, so I'm very "Wesleyan" in my doctrine, but I now belong to a non-denominational church yet spend every Sunday morning leading in worship at a Presbyterian church.
I figured the girl behind the desk really didn't care about all that ... and so I just smile and said, "Christian." (Of course, I couldn't just leave it at that, I had to add Protestant Christian -- as opposed to Catholic.) She just smiled and said, "We've heard it all." And I bet she has.
I don't know why that whole "religious preference" thing threw me so. If she had only asked if I had a Savior preference, then my answer would have been immediate and sure. "Yes, Jesus Christ."
Thank goodness she could just LOOK at me and see what "race" I belong to.
There is no longer Jew or Greek, there is no longer slave or free, there is no longer male and female; for all of you are one in Christ Jesus.
Galatians 3:28
Just an ordinary moment...
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