little lessons

well, now that i've been taught a nice sharp lesson, i am duly chastised. what a terrible embarrassment.

...for someone, i guess.

but not me.

me, it's business at usual at the williston federated church.

i only spent an hour on the corner today, but it went by quickly.

there were two thumbs up, two waves, one power fist salute, one shout of "get a job!" and one carload of women who stopped long enough to be outraged that a church would throw the victim out.

hey, how's that show of power workin' for ya, fraudulent pastor? you couldn't just shut the door? you needed to really show everyone who has all that authority you love so much? it's nice to see you're all about peace and welcome and a contemplative environment. it's nice to see you really care about people.

armed officers. in the church. on a sunday morning.

to take care of a little lady with a sign, singing songs. was i that out of tune? surely the lyrics did not displease you, since they are your own words.

you've heard of a "doorknob", right? it's that thing you use to close the door. that might could'a' been a handy tool for you and if you were a real leader instead of being in love with your own authority, you might have realized that.

oh, wait.

if you'd been a real leader instead of in love with your own authority, it wouldn't have come to this.

at choice point after choice point after choice point.

so.

more songs, more signs.

in the meantime, i suggest you learn to use a "doorknob".

i am thinking of moving to twice-a-days. that open house is going to be AWKWARD.

remember: "doorknob". if you do not like my musical selections, you can use the "doorknob" to shut the door.

i know, it's a revolutionary concept. google is your friend.


http://www.ask.com/question/how-does-a-door-knob-work


see you on the streetcorner.