Naked Pastor. It encapsulated a lot of my thinking this past year.
People have told me that church is for worship of God.
Maybe that’s my main problem with it. He doesn't seem to be present, plus you can’t have a conversation with him, it’s all totally one-sided.
It feels like me standing in front of a bowl of flowers or something and talking to the bowl and telling and singing to the bowl about how wonderful it is, etc. The bowl just sits there.
Then the lady beside me says how the bowl told her something or made something happen for her recently.
I stand there puzzled and polite.
The comment was similar in tone to the kind of things David Sedaris wrote in The Santa Land Diaries. In it, David humorously recounts his absurd experiences working as a Macy's Santa elf one Christmas.
One of these days I need to pen The Church Land Diaries. I have very funny stories to tell.