I cannot be faulted for the self-love you hear in my voice. That self-love is God's alone, for He taketh great pleasure in an audience, and in the airing of His thoughts before it. My seeming indifference to your flagging interest is, in truth, my Father's. For my Father rarely considers His listeners. And the tired rhetorical devices I use and tame shaggy-dog stories I tell are my Lord's, as well.
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
I Am But A Vessel Through Which God Drones On Indefinitely
Continuing our homiletic theme, here is The Rev. Michael Barrodale in The Onion.
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