Blasphemous Yawn

Stained glass windows White candles Hard wooden pews Beautiful hymns A congregation scrubbed clean, ready to hear the ordained one. He is not a humble man, fond of rebuking those who oppose him. You probably didn’t see him passionately kissing his secretary. But I did! The self-righteous love a weekly church service, and they know the difference between the regulars, and the common visitor. When sitting next to gossipy church ladies, I hope their poison doesn’t affect me. I once tried to join a church, that I attended faithfully. But I was young, and didn’t have enough income, for them to bother. I’ve endured countless sermons in my life. They carry common themes. Hand over your cash, so you may receive blessings. We will build more buildings. Hire more staff. I think God would spend his money on the poor. I am quite certain, that Jesus would vomit on a pew. I have clear goals when trapped in a Sunday debacle. I pray that I am able, to stay awake for the entire pointless show.