What the sign doesn’t say …

I know, this is me being catty, or ratty, or something less than the positive, uplifting person I try to be, but when the truth comes to your mind, sometimes it doesn't always seem so positive, until you live enough of your life to get the context needed (assuming you live that long). The changeable … Continue reading What the sign doesn’t say … →

The Sixth of December

To get a feel for the mental instability that caused me so much pain, I think analyzing a pastoral care episode for Rev. Michael Dunlap would lay the groundwork for understanding the lay of the land in laity land, and our unease. So, one of Michael's Parishioner's, me, on Dec. 6, 2021, was assaulted by … Continue reading The Sixth of December →

“The one thing I am still really irritated at …”

Jasini and I were returning Saturday night from Worlds of Fun. As we turned the corner by the Avondale United Methodist Church, I noticed someone leaving the building and heading to her lone car in the parking lot. "There, dear" I said "is the new pastor of the church (Reverend Rebecca Dunger Peak) heading to … Continue reading “The one thing I am still really irritated at …” →

Hypocrisy, Thy name is Avondale United Methodist Church

Rev. Peak, I went to the church expecting to find a pastor: I found a coward. I went to the church expecting to find someone who welcomed the children like Christ did, with no six foot barrier: I found someone who had to stand behind the fire marshal. I went to the church expecting to … Continue reading Hypocrisy, Thy name is Avondale United Methodist Church →

Telemarketer ID not good one for a Church

I was trying to reach the new pastor of a neighboring Methodist Church, and called the church number. The voicemail, which seemed to be recorded in 2021 (masking instructions, etc.), confirmed the office hours I found on the church web page. I called several times during office hours the next week, and only got the … Continue reading Telemarketer ID not good one for a Church →

Stop praying for them, stop speaking for them

(today continues yesterday's first person narrative.) These do-gooder reconciling churches continue their damage by praying for you. My wife and I are disgusted by the number of people who almost sneak up to us clandestinely to let us know they are praying for us. We never asked them to pray for us, and they have … Continue reading Stop praying for them, stop speaking for them →