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Preaching Up A Storm [Dec. 15th, 2018|08:59 am]
Tony Grist
I dreamed we were processing into church and the bishop said, "I'd like you to preach" and I said, "Certainly, but I'll have to improvise." And so saying, I picked up a red stole. Usually when I find myself doing anything in church it's an anxiety dream- but this was anything but. My sermon came in three parts, the third part being delivered outside as the congregation were leaving. I climbed onto the churchyard wall, high above their heads and roared at them. "Racism comes from Fear," I said. "Fear for self and fear of the other. God loves the sinner but hates the sin." I was speaking so loud I woke myself up.
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[User Picture]From: davesmusictank
2018-12-15 11:02 am (UTC)
I hope not as stentorian as Brian Blessed.
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2018-12-15 11:44 am (UTC)
I don't have such a deep voice, but I was being loud...
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[User Picture]From: halfmoon_mollie
2018-12-15 02:20 pm (UTC)
oh, my.
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[User Picture]From: pondhopper
2018-12-15 03:34 pm (UTC)
Certainly better than an anxiety-fueled dream!
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2018-12-15 05:10 pm (UTC)
I woke up feeling I'd done rather well.
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