Being President of the SBC for one year has been both one of the greatest blessings, and one of the greatest burdens of my life. On the one hand, it has reminded me of just how blessed I am to be a Southern Baptist. Southern Baptists are not a perfect people, but they are a precious people. I don't believe there is a group of Bible believers anywhere in the world that love Jesus more than Southern Baptists.

I sometimes feel like a lady who lived up in the mountains of North Carolina. She was a Baptist through and through. She even believed the original manuscripts of the Bible were published in Nashville. Her nephew was talking to her one day and he said, "Aunt Jane, if the Lord were to come back, and you asked him if He was a Baptist and He said, ‘No,' what would you say?" She said, "I w…