McClarkus wrote:Speaking of churches....
A cowboy, who just moved to Wyoming from Texas, walks into a bar and orders three mugs of Bud.
That a good one, I'll have to tell it to my pastor.
He (my pastor) had a heart attack several years ago. He uses it as part of his sermon sometimes, to illustrate that none of us is guaranteed tomorrow.
But he told us three weeks ago, that there are three things he misses after his surgery. 1) he had to quit eating red meat. 2) he had to quit eating fried foods, and 3) he had to quit drinking beer.
There have been some changes in the church recently.
When I became an Episcopalian 20 years ago, my family was quite curious, especially about the Liturgy Mass style vs. the traditional, non-Liturgical Baptist service. I used to tell them the biggest difference is Episcopalians don't hide from each other in the liquor store.
There must be an end to this intimidation by those who come to this great country, but reject its culture.
Episcopalian buddy of mine says of his time out after choir practice, "Wherever 4 Episcopalians gather together, there's usually a fifth."
This being San Diego, I dressed up a bit today seeing as how I was leading the singing and MC'ing a fellowship meal: Cubavera bowling shirt, dressy blue jeans and my Tony Lama's.
"The Guncounter: More fun than a barrel of tattooed knife-fighting chain-smoking monkey butlers with drinking problems and excessive gambling debts!"
"The right of the citizens to keep and bear arms has justly been considered, as the palladium of the liberties of a republic;" Justice Story
blackeagle603 wrote:Episcopalian buddy of mine says of his time out after choir practice, "Wherever 4 Episcopalians gather together, there's usually a fifth."
This being San Diego, I dressed up a bit today seeing as how I was leading the singing and MC'ing a fellowship meal: Cubavera bowling shirt, dressy blue jeans and my Tony Lama's.
You know how Catholics have various orders, like Franciscan, Jesuit, etc? We only have one and virtually all of us are members...Whiskypalian.
There must be an end to this intimidation by those who come to this great country, but reject its culture.
I drank the Devil under seven tables. Or did I drink seven devils under the table. I don't remember. I was drunk on a wine not made from grapes at the time.
If I were the church-going type and I wanted social justice in my church, I'd just go down to the Democratic Party office temple and bow down in the direction of DC and pray 5 times a day "There is no god but democratic socialist government, and Barack Obama is its prophet." I thought Christians were supposed to be in this world, but not of this world, cause the world is full of original sin, and therefore you're supposed to look forward to the next life where there's none. Kinda like Pureland Buddhists. But no, I'm a pagan in the Breaker Morant sense of the word, and I spend my Sunday mornings with my eyes wide shut, consulting my pineal gland and talking to Eris Discordia.
"Arms are honor; slaves have neither."
"I am Chaos, I am alive...and I tell you that you are free!" -Eris Discordia
Weetabix wrote:
I can't seem to bring myself to dress casually to church. I look at how I would dress to the most important occasions in my life - say weddings, funerals, a very important job interview -
We had a funeral for my Aunt a couple of weeks ago. About 60 people showed up (a significant number for someone who passed in her 80's).
