Today I joined friends and family at a local church to be present at the baptism of the third child of my brother's best friend.Through all the sitting, standing, singing, peace be with you's, hand shaking, sitting, standing, more singing, and a bit more standing, the hour and a half service that felt like three days was finally over and a beautiful (and surprisingly quiet) infant was baptized.
Remembering my days in church as a child, I realized the receiving of the host and the sip of wine is still my favorite part.
And, I'm happy to report that the building did not burst into flames upon my entrance; contrary to a widely held belief.
Now if my friend Greg were there...
1 comment:
This is the atheist Greg and yes I do believe a church would burst into flame if I ever do approach one.
But why would I want to go to a place and pray to some made up supernatural being. I believe in the Flying Spaghetti Monster instead.
For Xmas I got this blasphemous book:
The God Delusion by Richard Dawkins, here is a review of the book:
http://www.amazon.com/God-Delusion-Richard-Dawkins/dp/0618680004/sr=8-1/qid=1167182655/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/102-3760944-7443367?ie=UTF8&s=books
BTW, I spent the holiday at the total opposite of church, Las Vegas. We did not celebrate Xmas but did celebrate Festivus.
You're a disappointment.
Greggie
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