This coming weekend a very lovely church in my town is holding an “animal blessing” event with a subsequent feast. The flyer encouraged people to bring their pets for the sermon with the purpose of having them “blessed” afterwards. For quite some time, my daughter and I were trying to figure out if the planned feast was meant for the animals, for the people, or if the pets were going to be served up as the feast. I know, I know, “oooo, what a terrible thing to think! It’s a church for goodness sake!”
Yeah, well, the flyer wasn’t clear. Maybe that’s not my fault, maybe it falls to whoever wrote the flyer…maybe, just maybe they should think about that next time and word it better. You know, to put an end to all this doubt.
At any rate, that’s not what I wanted to discuss. What I wanted to mention is that along with a very thoughtful conversation about the “feast,” we also pondered the idea of having the ne’er-do-well blessed. Goodness knows, she could use it. And then we thought, do we really want to be the cause of the possible headlines the next day?
Church damaged as evil entity, forced through doorway of historic church, bursts into flames.
Antique font of holy water spontaneously turns into hot tub of boiling water – cat being blessed at the time remained unscathed.
Disaster in small town as tiny, demented hellion let loose on unsuspecting church-goers. Extent of damage unknown. Those present said it was highly reminiscent of the infamous Mississippi Squirrel Revival fiasco.
So yeah. Maybe we’ll skip this event. Movie it is then!