How sad is it when reality robs you of a good punchline.
Sunday, July 30, 2006
Arrrrrr! Preach Like a Pirate!
My fellow Lutherans and I have a reputation on Beliefnet for being a bit ironic and ascerbic -- oh, why varnish the truth; we're just smartasses. Anyway, a few of us were in a group discussion of church marketing, and my Beliefnet pal and fellow bloglodyte Corey, of Perpetual Lent , suggested that what Christendom really needs right now in order to be hip and happenin' is a pirate-themed church, a la Pirates of the Caribbean. We had some fun with this -- "Avast, ye scurvy, sinful dogs!";"Arrrrr, mateys, make a decision fer the Lord Jaysus now, or else the Almighty'll shiver yer timbers and make ye walk the plank to hell!"; a suggestion for a Captain-Morgan's-and-hardtack Eucharist -- when one of Corey's blog readers informed us of this book :
How sad is it when reality robs you of a good punchline.
How sad is it when reality robs you of a good punchline.
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I was laughing until I read the last sentence! You know... In response to the Captain Morgan's Eucharist, I have to say that we have a young man who can play the steel pan. When he shares his gift, it feels like we're in the Bahamas and should have Captain instead of Mad Dog. Ah, what can ya do?
Wow, that is a really weird idea for a book. So weird. I liked your idea *way* better!
Would it be ok to have Sailor Jerry rum instead of Captain Morgan? It tastes better.
Oh, I think in the context it would be okay to have coconut hootch made in an old swashbuckling boot. 'Cause it's all about pirates!
Heck...I feel like wearing a do-rag and an eyepatch myself. Arrrrr!
I like the Idea of the Capttain Morgan. Perhaps a little nip for the preacher before the sermon!
Sundays and Seasons suggested hymns...
Jimmy Buffett - A Pirate Looks at Forty (days of Lent)
Bob Marley - Exodus
UB40 - Bring Me Your Cup
"Changes in Latitude, Changes in Attitude"
"The Sloop John B"
"Rum and Coca-Cola"
"Beyond the Sea"
The "hymn" possibilities are endless.
And how about a monkey acolyte?
(You'll have to excuse me. It's the heatstroke talking. As the local anchorgal noted, it's crazy hot.)
Hey a friend of mine did a whole series on Jimmy Buffett at the contemporary service. For offering time they sang "Wasted away in Margariteville." It was the highest attendance they had ever had.
I would love a monkey acolyte, but can live without Jimmy Buffet. I envision a liturgy that would use healthy doses of Martin Denny and Les Baxter.
No--a parrot acolyte would be waaay better: it could even lead the responses . . .
hehehehehehehehehehehehehehe
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