Bar Fight Baptisms & Bad Decisions: BOOK THREE (Soreass Creek 3)
About
When the new pastor rolled into Soreass Creek, Idaho, he thought his mission was simple—save souls, mend hearts, and maybe repaint the church sign.
He didn’t count on the Tipsy Cow.
The Tipsy Cow is more than a bar. It’s a community center with whiskey. A courthouse with a pool table. And now—thanks to one very unfortunate outdoor baptism—a crime scene.
It started with a man of God dunking a rancher in a watering trough while the bar handed out communion shots. It should have ended with applause, a few “Amens,” and maybe a hangover. Instead, it split the town straight down the middle.
On one side: the pastor’s new congregation, determined to see him through. On the other: the faithful patrons of the Tipsy Cow, equally determined to send him packing.
And right in the middle? Booger, the Golden Retriever with a taste for beer, Flame the goat with a taste for chaos, and a bachelorette party that mistook a revival for an afterparty.
As the weeks roll on, things go from strange to biblical. Someone spray-paints “JESUS WAS A COWBOY” on the church steeple. The choir implodes over a scandal that would make Nashville blush. And a bar fight breaks out during an argument over whether baptismal water counts as hydration.
The sheriff is useless, the town gossips are ruthless, and the pastor’s starting to wonder if he’s been sent here as a test—or a punishment.
But Soreass Creek doesn’t do quiet. It doesn’t do polite. And it definitely doesn’t do “normal.”
Here, grudges are family heirlooms, secrets are currency, and every Sunday morning sermon competes with the hangovers from Saturday night.
The pastor came to change the town. But the town has other plans. Plans that involve beer, brawls, and the kind of miracles you don’t put in church bulletins.
Bar Fight Baptisms & Bad Decisions is a laugh-out-loud rural comedy full of messy neighbors, questionable theology, and enough small-town drama to fill the church pews twice over.
If you’ve ever loved books with stubborn towns, oddball animals, and the kind of trouble only rural life can produce, Soreass Creek is ready for you.
Come thirsty. Leave baptized. Probably.