A. Unabashed Pacifist:
I have a dream of a permanent government funded peace brigade, an expansion of the Peace Corps so that it includes long-term workers for development and peace in a civilian peace force.
B. Unabashed Christian:
Holy One,
You do not allow death to have the last say. You make it so that the good lives on, that life continues. You made it so that although His physical life was over, Jesus’ influence and creative power had only begun. You make it so that although the part of us bound by time and space dies, our spirit does not. That part of us is carried more fully into your presence, no longer encumbered by a death-bound body. You make it so that dreams and visions help us encounter that realm normally not perceived in our five-sense limitation. They help assure us of the larger reality, the realm most known to you, most desired by us, the divine “place” where you fully reveal yourself and which we can only imagine, where peace, justice and love are the very environment, where no hurt exists. I look forward to it, but I’m in no hurry. The joys here are quite wonderful, too.
Amen
C. Un-quoting Jesus:
“This guy walks into a bar with a gorgeous blond…”
[Not His kind of joke.]
D. Blog: Religion Joke (groan!)
In a monastery in Wyoming, everyday before breakfast the Abbot would chant "Good Morning, Good Morning" and the Brothers would all chant back "Good Morning, Good Morning."
One Brother thought it was the stupidest ritual in the world. He really hated it. One morning he decided that he would see if he could stop this stupidity. So he went to breakfast and the Abbot came in and chanted "Good Morning, Good Morning" and all the Brothers except this one chanted, "Good Morning, ..." At this the one Brother chanted as loud as he could, "Good Evening!"
Upon hearing this, the Abbot stood up and chanted "Someone Chanted Evening!"
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