Monday, September 22, 2014

Post Sunday Blues!

I preached for the first time in a long time yesterday.

I try to not preach too much these days.

There's WAY TOO MUCH preaching in the world.

You can't turn on the television, especially FOX News, and not get preached at.

Everything an elected official says is a sermon and if you don't agree with him/her then you're going to Hell ... or not getting their vote ... unless you contribute to their campaign ... when you still may not get their vote ... but they will do everything possible to prove they fought to the bloody end for the vote you didn't get.

I used to think politicians were all going to Hell but now I realize they're making it themselves and throwing it at us.

Throw in all the preachers preaching on Sundays ... the football analysts ... Info-commercials ... and even at The World Famous Breakfast Club ...

"GO to HELL JOHN," Franklin, who is brown, screams when Johnny O orders a BLT to go.

"It's just a sandwich," John says illegally smoking.

Nevertheless ... there's way too much preaching, condemnation, judgment and plastic painted smiles in religious services regardless of the religion.

Yet ... there I am ... preaching ... on a Sunday.

We are in Bar Church ... church in a bar ... because less than 50% of Americans attend church though 97% believe in God ... so there needs to be something other than church in a church ... so we have church in a Bar ... which is not the same as bars showing movies because they serve alcohol ... we just eat and worship in Bar Church ... though if anyone burps you may smell alcohol.

When I preach ... I try very hard to not preach.

I tell a lot of stories.

Everybody can draw their own conclusions.

I pray everyone feels better about coming.

After I preach I completely butcher the closing Hymn ... "People pray ... just a little bit longer ... won't you stay ... just a little bit more?"

I crack myself up.

Anyway Bar Church ends and lots of people are hugging lots of people ... people who normally wouldn't be caught dead together ... HUGGING!

We had good church.

In spite of the singing.

And in spite of the preaching.

I believe I'm going to invite everybody in Congress and at FOX NEWS and ... maybe even Tom Barton.

Happy post Sunday everyone.

Never mind Tom Barton.

Do whatever you were going to do.