The limitations of legalists.

Back in college I had some classmates who had honest questions about Christianity. They were pagans who were raised by totally irreligious parents, so all they knew about Christians were stereotypes. Yet here I was, a real live Christian, who didn’t fit those stereotypes, who knew enough to give ’em facts and background, and not be a jerk about it. So they picked my brain. What do you guys do in church? What’s the program? What’s the bible about? What’s in it? What’s the dress code? (They heard rumors about sacred undergarments, so I had to inform ’em that’s only a Mormon thing. ) What political views must Christians have? And so forth. But as I was trying to answer the questions, another classmate decided he just had to get in on this, and pitch his two cents. He was a fellow Christian, who went to another church than I did—a much more legalistic one. He continually felt he had to “correct” my answers whenever they got too gracious for his taste. It got annoying