While meanwhile, back here in the land of Minnesota nice......
our church has been treated to nothing more than a new coat of paint. Well, actually, they call it graffiti. As the churches all around fix-it guy, I have been spraying and scrubbing, as the weather gets colder. But, of course, this is much easier to live with than having your church burned out from under you.
I must confess that we will probably never find out who did it, which precludes any acts of face to face forgiveness. I just hope that somebody doesn't come back and do it again.
I wonder, is it better to live in a big city, where nameless, faceless juviniles can do this any time, any where, or to live in a much more insular, isolated place, where your parents may choose to name you Caleb Uriah. And are the Word of Life people going to come to terms with the situation, and help the Episcopalians rebuild? Now that could lead to spiritual growth, all around.
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P.S., And am I being elitist for making fun of a community where it may be common to give your children archaic sounding, biblical names, or simply being thankful that I grew up in a cosmopolitan Northern city with parents who met in college? A little of both?
P&L, BC
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