The response to the Doxomultiplexageddon has not been, as I expected, that everyone would join together for worship involving respect, compromise and charity. Oh no.
No, there's been a move in the opposite direction. Beaker People have been used to listening to praise CDs in their cars, or tuning in to Celtic Spirit and such like on last.fm. They have been known to enjoy the religious programming on Sky (goodness knows, someone's got to) or even join in the lusty singing on Songs of Praise.
Now all of them have come to the logical conclusion. They've decided that there's no point in meeting together, as the "quality of the worship" apparently isn't so great in Husborne Crawley as it is in Anaheim or in a Hillsongs gathering. And Drayton and I aren't as inspiring at preaching as Steve Chalke, and definitely can't shout that loudly. And Hnaef is apparently an Archdruid in "The Moot in Second Life". And if they stay in their rooms they don't have to meet people they don't like and pretend they get on.
So they're all watching Spring Harvest DVDs and playing Matt Redman. They've asked if we can just arrange to get pizzas and tea lights delivered from time to time.
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