A squint was called for.
Surely it didn’t say that?
“A ministry of free wifi baptists”?
The illuminated sign, beside the steps leading to the building, had the expected proclamation associated with the building’s function; urging, as it did, passers by to heed God’s word. Above that communication, and below its ministerial name, was this strange subtitle.
Now, a few steps closer, all was revealed. As was a small chuckle. To self.
“A ministry of free will baptists”
Strange how our expectations and understanding of what we are seeing are shifted over time. Our presumptions coloured by the language of the day, not those of yester year. Our interpretation directed by the values of that time. Free will lost to the modern vernacular of free wifi.
A sign of the times, or a sign from above?
Something lost and something gained perhaps?
I chuckled again.