My wife, whose family is Southern Baptist, wanted a childhood friend of hers who went into the priesthood to perform our marriage. She's a lower ranked pastor at one of the big churches in Charlotte, but they were both originally from Wilmington and that was where we were getting married at so it worked out. We went over to the church for the mandatory pre-wedding counseling.

I knew the reputation of this church already. It's one of the oldest in the city, but they went full on left wing in the 90's after half their congregation balked over splitting from the Southern Baptist convention.

Low and behold her bookshelf contained such classics as Marx and Jesus and the Feminist Christain.

I had a hard time not laughing when she said that they try not to refer to God in the masculine, but had no issue doing so if we requested.

We requested.