A few weeks ago we attended our daughter's church in Frisco, Texas.
The gifted, young pastors who led the congregation in worship did a number of things that were not part of the normal, congregational fare. In fact, this devotion focuses on one thing which I found to be a bit disconcerting. No, it wasn't the version of Scripture or the hymnbook they were using. Those things were all A-OK. The thing that shook me up was the use of a fist bump rather than a handshake.