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hosemonkey
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I went to one of our local baptist churches not long ago, I think that is was a funeral or something. Well, the first thing that I noticed was that they had put the holy water fonts way out of sight somewhere, that or someone had forgotten to fill them. Anyhow, some goof tripped over me when I genuflected before taking my seat, and then there were no kneelers! Well, I got to looking around and saw that some rock band must have used the place the night before, 'cause they had left a drum kit and all their guitars up on the stage(sanctuary) next to the pulpit. They had moved the altar off to one side and I did not see the first statue. Nor crucifix. Soon that rock band came back and I thought that they were just going to pick up their instruments, but no, they tuned up and started to crank out some pretty lively stuff. Well, they came rolling the dearly departed up the aisle and started singing and kicking out the jambs and went on for two or three tunes. By and by the preacher came on and while he had on a cheap suit instead of vestments, I could see that he was the main speaker. He went on about the dearly departed(who I knew personally to be a major sinner) and before I knew it, he had that man not only skipping hell, but purgatory too and dancing straight into heaven! Anyhow, we had two or three more rousing tunes and while they wheeled the guest of honor out, everybody remarked about how natural he looked. We all adjourned for fried chicken in the hall and I was left wondering about the meaning of it all. Seems like they are missing an awful lot. Rock bands and fried chicken is no substitute for Jesus in the Holy Eucharist.:nope: