Title: “The Law & the Lift” I knew I had them at “mildewed tent of the tabernacle.” Their eyes glazed over, not in boredom—no, no—but in holy awe. You don’t survive a three-hour sermon on the combined ceremonial intricacies of Leviticus and Deuteronomy unless you’re being spiritually fed. Or held […]Read more »
Satire
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Welcome to a collection of biting yet playful tales that shine a satirical spotlight on the quirks of church culture. Here you’ll find stories that exaggerate the all-too-familiar squabbles over music styles, potluck politics, denominational pride, and the holy wars waged over bake sales and hymnals. With humor as sharp as it is affectionate, these narratives hold up a mirror to the absurdities within the body of Christ—not to mock faith itself, but to remind us that sometimes the best way to confront our divisions is with laughter.
They said we needed a new pastor. Said it like you’d say the sanctuary needed repainting or the coffee in the fellowship hall needed stronger grounds. But no, what we really needed was a spiritual miracle wrapped in a business plan, a degree from a seminary with Latin inscriptions, and […]Read more »
I arrived at the interdenominational bake-off fully convinced it would be the peaceful equivalent of Isaiah’s vision of the wolf lying down with the lamb—except with frosting. Instead, it turned out to be closer to the Book of Judges, only with Bundt cakes and buttercream The Baptists came first, lugging […]Read more »
It all started with a snare drum. Or maybe it was the electric guitar—nobody can really remember anymore. What we do remember is that Brother Harold, clutching his weathered copy of The Old Rugged Cross, declared that the new “praise team” had introduced sounds that could only be described as […]Read more »