I remain firmly convinced that Glenn Beck is really Robin Williams in a full body suit, and we're all being punked.
I can't even imagine. I've gotten up and left mass when things got weird such as liturgical dancing, heretical sermons, and bizarre sermons with props. - I once attended a mass where the priest walked around the sanctuary with a mirror and made everyone look into it. I think it was the Sunday when the Gospel was about “who do you say that I am?” I could go on and on. But SUVs?! I might have had to stick around for that one just for the entertainment value.
Yeah, this would have been one of those things that horrifies you - yet you can't look away.I can almost hear the crack of the whip and a voice saying "How dare you turn my Father's house into a market!"And Patrick, I thought y'all ran a pretty tight ship...how does a heretical sermon slip through?
It happens Kevin. There are not representatives of the Holy office (aka, The Inquisition)at mass on Sunday waiting for some heresy to pass the lips of the preacher.
The Inquisition is still running? Torquemada would be impressed :-)
Hasn't the Inquisition been rebranded as Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith now? The proverbial church equivalent of "KFC" no doubt.
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