Growing up as a conservative, separatist Baptist

This post is as pretty good a description of how I grew up:

I grew up as a conservative, separatist Baptist.  (Yes, I survived.)  We didn’t fellowship with any other church in town.  Actually, there was only one other church that we acknowledged that existed (and we really didn’t care for them very much).  We didn’t even play basketball with other churches.  We didn’t ‘smoke, chew, or run with girls who do’.  So I feel that I kind of understand the separatist mindset.  It goes a little something like this:
If we can’t agree on everything; then we agree on nothing.

My brother Kevin and I were talking in England about the church where we grew up, and we agreed that there was a lot of good in that church. It featured great teaching, and people were incredibly good to our family. But this post reflects how we saw other churches around us, for the most part.

Darryl Dash

Darryl Dash

I'm a grateful husband, father, oupa, and pastor of Grace Fellowship Church Don Mills. I love learning, writing, and encouraging. I'm on a lifelong quest to become a humble, gracious old man.
Toronto, Canada