October 31st, 2006
Just finishing off a post that I might post fairly soon, and it occured to me that I could post this little story. I’m in a rather silly little mood so don’t take my comments following overly seriously.
Once upon a time, in the Ievins household, when John Fricis Ievins was back from University, John Fricis Ievins and my father and my mother were sitting around a table, having a conversation in which my parents were alleging that their absurd liberal doctrines are actually worth listening to or something. (Note: I actually like my parents, and I think they are genuine Christians who genuinely seek to follow the Jesus of the scriptures, blablablah, boring disclaimer). Basically, we were having a conversation about gay bishops, and it went something like this.
Dad: I don’t mind anyone in a committed loving relationship becoming a bishop, whether they’re in a committed loving relationship with another man, or whether they’re in a committed loving relationship with a goat.
Mum: I don’t see how anyone could possibly be sexually attracted to a goat.
Dad: I see your point, they do have rather stupid beards.
What more can I say?
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