More Midwestern Conservative Journal
I'm in a non writing mood. Which really sucks because I've had to spend the whole day writing.
It is on days like this that I like to toss out little gemlets of phrasing that I find on the net. There are incredibly talented people out there that do not get the recognition that they deserve.
Today's little gems come from Christopher Johnson's The Midwestern Conservative Journal and are taken completely out of context. But hey, a gem can be really sparkley even if it isn't in a gold setting.
Gem number 1 from his September 13 post "Faux Cats"that wonders aloud over the wisdom of Jessica Rowley being ordained a Catholic Priest even though she is Episcopalian.
Gem number 2 from his September 13 post "KATHARINE THE FRIENDLY GHOST, THE FRIENDLIEST GHOST YOU KNOW!!" where he comments on a recent sermon delivered by Katharine Jefferts Schori.[MCJ] Are you going to be the first pregnant priest?
[MCJ] Of course there have. Where do you think atheists come from?[Jessica Rowley] Probably the first Catholic pregnant priest. I’m sure there have been Episcopal priests who’ve been pregnant.
[MCJ] Johnson's Third Law of Episcopal Thermodynamics: every joke you make about the Episcopal Church eventually comes true. I used to quip that the UN was the Episcopal Vatican. But I really think that some day, sooner rather than later, there will be a liturgy in the prayer book for the required Episcopalian haj to Turtle Bay.There are a number of reasonable excuses to visit the Midwestern Conservative Journal. Great writing is but one.[Katharine Jefferts Schori] The mission of the United Nations is peace with justice, the same mission that is claimed here in Micah and the psalm for Jerusalem, the city built on a hill. Each and every one who labors in that city to build a just and peaceful world participates in God’s dream. Ambassadors, translators, mail clerks, and those who maintain the building in which the nations gather, all contribute to that vision of possibility.[MCJ] You used to trick-or-treat for UNICEF, didn't you, Kate? Me, I was just in it for the candy. Back in the day, if my mom had ever said to me, "We'll give you a big bag of candy if you'll stay home and forget about the costume and all the rest of it," I would have replied with a big smile, "Jim dandy," stayed home on Halloween night and watched television.
There's that dreaming god of hers again. I think I know why so many people leave the Episcopal Church for Rome, Constantinople or Geneva and it has nothing to do with doctrine. It has to do with the fact that in those three traditions, God actually does something once in a while. Kate's stoner deity just sits around all day, gets baked, listens to Pink Floyd and wishes that somebody somewhere would do something about all the problems of the world. And bring him some Doritos.
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