I’ve lately begun to suspect that the Church is not wholly bent on my sweeping displeasure and total alienation. To be sure, it has done a fine job of putting me off in the ways of particular denominational doctrine, and it has lent handily to my exasperation at church-lady culture. But lately it has missed the piss-me-off mark:
In my church last week a woman served communion.
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