It you strain at the gnat of hymnbook holding procedure while swallowing the camels of racism and sexual abuse…you might be a fundamentalist.
Change (And a Hope)
After four years of blogging here at SFL and watching the community here grow, I’ve decided to launch a brand new blogging project on new topic that I’ve been planning for a while. Don’t panic, SFL isn’t going away.
You can read all the details about the new project at MyObamaYear.com. Come one over and check it out. I’d love to hear your thoughts.
Going forward I’m going to be splitting my time between these two projects posting here on Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday and posting on the My Obama Year blog on Tuesdays and Thursdays.
I’m hopeful that scaling back the number of posts on SFL will also serve to make the quality of the material here even better by reducing the pressure to put a new post every single day.
Change is inevitable. I’m hopeful that this will be very good change.
KJV Song: PCC Style
This one made the rounds when I was a student. It hasn’t gotten any better with age.
Amen?
Tonight I’d like to preach to you on the topic “Sinful Sinners are Bound to Be Barbecued”, don’t you just love that?
There are so many sinners in this country, don’t you think that’s great? They’re growing and multiplying and waxing worse and worse, can you affirm that with me? Why it seems like every day they think of some new and creative way to sin, c’mon and say that you give your blessing to that right there.
We’ve got whores and whoremongers everywhere, let it be so!
We’ve got people smoking dope and sniffing dope and shooting dope and who knows what all else ways they’re taking it, let it be so!
We’ve got filth being peddled from every screen in your house twenty-four hours every day, let it be so!
Now I know what some of you are thinking, that preacher is fat, don’t you affirm it? And you think that gluttony is just as bad a sin as being a murderer, don’t you agree? But I’m here to tell you that I’ll answer to God for my sins someday but as your pastor I’ll answer to him for your sins too and I’m just unselfish enough to worry about you more than I do myself, now say that you’re glad that’s the way it is.
Amen: the word that doesn’t mean what you think it means.
A Single Voice
Monologue by a Managawd
scientists hate God
statistics lie
journalists fabricate
experts are sly
evil agendas
hide everywhere
(check in your sofa;
best to beware)
can’t trust the pundits
unplug the phone
hear only my voice
and my voice alone