No such things as Stupid Questions

I've realised I've done a bit too much of the old looking out at the world and commenting on other faith groups lately. That's not really what we're here for. We're here to look quietly inward, and make a quiet buck out of other people's spiritual neediness.

So I'm pleased to say this evening's "Simple Tea Light Service" went well. The liturgy being as follows:

The Beaker People gather in the Moot House. 

We dim the lights (but not so much as to compromise Health and Safety) 

We light a tea light. 

We reflect on life for a few minutes. 

We sing "Blowing in the Wind" 

Somebody says "Is that it, then?"  

We explain that this is quite enough. We have paused, reflected, responded. And now, thanks to this supremely irrelevant - but warmly-welcomed - interruption, we have unpacked theologically. All is well, and all is well, and all manner of things are, considering the temperature, humidity, wind-chill and the northerly breeze in the Astral Plane, as well as could be expected. 

"But why do we do these things? Sorry if I'm asking stupid questions."

"Because we are Beaker Folk. These are the things that make us such. We do not struggle for empty dogma and vain theology. Others look at things that are and ask "why?" We look at things that are not, and thank goodness that most of them are not. Most of the things that are not would be absolutely terrifying, and some of them resolutely illegal in the Green Belt, if they were. Let us go and enjoy the peace of the night, and the wash of the rain on our weary, begrimed souls." 

 There are no such things as stupid questions. There are only stupid questioners.