The Way of the Dragon or the Way of the Lamb

To my faithful readers and dear friends:

I’ve been in large churches, small churches, tweeny-sized churches. I’ve done a stint in Baptist churches, non-denominational churches, and now, the Anglican church. In my elementary-school days, I even attended weekly mass at the ornate Catholic church on the corner of Rogers and Garrison. I’ve worshiped next to old ladies chewing gum and old nuns wearing habits. I’ve knelt, stood, even prostrated myself once out of some odd holy compunction. I’ve run...