Monday, June 6, 2011

Years and Years and YEARs.....

of my work...
STOPPED SHORT.....
in the prime of its profundity...
But, "Why?", asked the Brown Cow...
as she sat in her PEW (stall)....
"Ours is not to question", sermonized the Pastor from his pulpit 'on high'....
"We receive divine gifts..."
"without fully comprehending the MAGNITUDE or MEANING of said gifts..."
"This is where our FAITH must take over beyond our own yearnings and meanderings...."
As the congregation sat on the edges of their seats...
awaiting more prosaic, pastoral words....
a bolt of lightning struck !!
directly into the middle of the church !!!
The benches caught fire !!!
Everyone RAN for the hills...
Everyone with the exception of the Pastor....
(who ultimately would STAY with his sinking ship...)
His ego was deflated....as a flacid balloon......
He who waited with baited breath for his weekly chance to regale his audience with
PIERCING DIVINATION and the likes...
All this because of MY FREAKIN" BLOG !!