So many blogs I've read address the issue of church membership that I wouldn't know where to begin linking. It's ubiquitous. I hesitate to say much about it myself, both because my feelings on the matter are so extremely intense and because there is a caution in me concerning doing so.
I will say, however, that if I hear another sermon on the subject of, or invitation to "Come place your membership and get plugged in," I may find myself in the position of making the difficult choice between being carried out in a paroxysm of hysterical laughter or beating someone senseless with a toaster oven.
Who says church isn't exciting?
6 comments:
Great Scott says:
Shall I be warning the pastor, then?
Eh?
Butterflychrissy--Hello! I checked out your blog; looks promising. Will be checking back. Thanks for popping in.
Great Scott--You like livin' on the edge, don't you? :)
toaster oven? Nah honey, you want to clock someone with an espresso machine. It'd be so much more emergent.
*slap* bad Feeble! bad girl, bad!
Ok, Cindy, now everytime I hear the pastor say the "get plugged in" phrase, I will also be thinking of you going nuts with the toaster oven! If I'm sitting behind you and you hear a laugh, you'll know what I'm thinking! ;oD Deb
Debbie--I didn't see this until now! If I hear you snickering behind me, I'll just be glad to hear you THERE! (He used it last Sunday, BTW, but all I had handy was fingernail clippers--not threatening enough, even if one manages to look a little wild-eyed while wielding them.) Hope your life is edging into sanity again and that you'll be back this weekend.
Feebs--I thought about the espresso machine last Sunday and nearly started giggling maniacally. Had to scribble furiously in my journal to control myself.
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