Baptist, not Southern. My church is independent, we don't belong to a convention. I drink, dance, smoke-well not cigs, and so do others.
If I am wrong and there isn't a God then all I've done is lived a good life. A life I can to be proud of. A life that when I pass I'll leave behind a trail of people I've met and loved. Some of those people I might not have known except by attending church.
I am lucky that I get much enjoyment from helping others. And it wasn't until lately that when I needed help they came out of the woodwork for me. I've found that you have to learn to accept help and to accept the love with which it is given. I've learned its the Ying and Yang, the give and the take that makes the world go round.
I found that the quiet acts of kindness for others can help cure a wounded heart. Seeing the true need and the thankfulness someone else has for what you've done and feeling grateful that you were there and able to help and it is you that is truly reaping the benefits that helping someone else brings.
I hope that I live a life that is a little sweeter because of my deeds and my beliefs. It is that simple.
But most important is my walk with my God.