this is what sundays look like from now on.

if the door isn't open for everyone, the door isn't open.

i keep saying that here, i keep saying it out on the street, and i have said it to the fraudulent pastor.

this morning all she had to do to make herself and the congregation immune from the terrifying prospect of having a little middle aged lady with a sign sing songs that made them unhappy was close the door.

that's it.

problem would have been solved.

and the lyrics of the song?

no matter who you are
no matter where you are on your spiritual journey
all are welcome at this table.

Lord Jesus would be so proud of you
Lord Jesus would be so proud.

the first part, of course, is simply what the fraudulent pastor, joan newton o'gorman, says every communion sunday. the second part is me making a conjecture.

still, it's just a song. it may be annoying, but all you have to do to protect yourself from it is to close the door.

but the fraudulent pastor was not interested in that. the fraudulent pastor was only interested in teaching me a little lesson.

so at somewhere near a quarter past nine this morning two armed officers of wiliston's finest were summoned to deal with me. after talking with me a few minutes they went inside. i simply resumed my singing.

the officers wished me a good day when they left.

near nine thirty the door was closed.

i imagine THAT set quite a tone for the worship service. did anyone say that thing they always say in the williston federated church? that thing about practicing radical welcome?

i bet that also made an impression out on the street. i bet that looked really cool next to the expensive banner advertising the open house.

we're the FRIENDLY church.

so how'd that go for you? did bringing armed officers into the church at the beginning of the worship service have the intended effect, or was that just more bad leadership?

how's all that talk about love and peace and welcome going?

the protest, by the way, is both legal and constitutionally protected. there is a crapton of case law about that.



if one is forbidden from that table, none are truly welcome.

see you on the streetcorner.