I think Young Keith may be onto a winner with this one.
His "Pizza Church" was a total failure, as everybody just phoned up for delivery. And getting a music group, three stewards and preacher into that delivery van was a real squeeze.
But the point about Fish & Chips is that the tradition is for people to come out and buy it - particularly on a cold evening like tonight. We've been writing the songs up on scrappy sheets of A4 paper in marker pen, and the "wisdom nuggets" we're using instead of proper readings are scribbled up on brightly-coloured, badly cut-out stars.
We encourage people to stand around, eating out of their hygienic, faux newspaper wrapping. This gives the worship that effortless informality we associate with the chippie. And also imparts a sense of nostalgia for a simpler past. Albeit it makes the sharing of the peace a bit greasy. And it's tricky to clap during the livelier songs - splintering batter going everywhere.
All in all though, we'll give it another go. Today's sermon "Why faith is like a pickled egg" went down a storm. Which, to be fair, is better than the pickled eggs.
It's great what can be done with marketing
ReplyDeleteas I thought today while watching the slow selling pear soup (!)being relabelled today in the village shop with red hearts. It's now special 'Valentine Soup' No wonder they scooped the county 'best village shop' award last year.
Why is faith like a pickled egg?
ReplyDeleteWhen you see it the first time you wonder what on earth it's for and why anyone would want it.
ReplyDeleteIt doesn't agree with generally-accepted norms but it's not irrational, even if it looks it.
If you try to swallow it all at once you get indigestion.
And it comes in a big jar. (I made this bit up)