Christ and Communion: Part 1

Back when I was small And the black suits were tall, There were services that went on too long, First one man would preach And another would teach Then the people sang melancholy songs, While black suits would bear With quiet, solemn care Bread and juice up aisle and down.

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A Sunday Morning Council

In which brainwashing is revealed, a control freak acknowledges that her best friend is too sick for her to heal, the Spirit drowns out the preacher, and eyes leak salt water. I had almost forgotten that it was council meeting morning.  As a rule, I try to live my life in such a way that … Continue reading A Sunday Morning Council