I was driving down Poplar Avenue, one of the main thoroughfares in Memphis, when I noticed a bumper sticker on the car in front of me. In large letters, it said, “I AM A GENERIC CHRISTIAN.” Well, that got my attention. I never thought about anyone being a generic Christian. I saw that something else was written on the bumper sticker and I wanted to know what it was. I’m afraid I got dangerously close to the rear end of the fellow, so that I would be close enough to read what was there. It said, “Ask me what I mean.”

That intrigued me even more. What was this person trying to say, “I’m a generic Christian – ask me what I mean”? My interest was further whetted in the fact that the sticker was on an $80,000 Mercedes. I wondered how anyone driving such a car could be a generic anything. A cou…