*Disclaimer: First Baptist Church is not affiliated with, nor does it necessarily endorse any of the restaurants that are discussed in these posts. These are just the personal opinions of the blog writer and are meant only for information and fun.
Food unites us. No matter your skin color, ethnicity, gender, or religion, you need food to survive. That need gives us common ground. Growing up in a small Southern Baptist Church in rural South Carolina, I learned that lesson well at an early age. After church – we ate. Homecoming – we ate. Fifth Sunday Night Singing – we ate. Someone got married – we ate. Someone died – we ate. Graduation – we ate. VBS – we ate. That time I was commissioned as a missionary and the church canceled the Sunday evening service to load up in the van and attend my commissioning ceremony – food was involved. I would joke that we are the “Church of the Covered Dish.” To give someone food is to say, “I care about your survival.” Food is used to bring people into something deeper. When I worked in Collegiate Ministry, most of our events centered around food, and when we were out on campus promoting those events, we often started the conversation with, “You should come; there’s going to be free food.” And typically we’d hand them some cotton candy, a sno cone, or some candy while we said that. Now that I work in the media department here at First Baptist Church, one of the most common questions/complaints that I get is, “Where’s the Wednesday night dinner menu?”
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