Okay, I can’t be satisfied leaving this in my deli.cio.us side column.
These teachings have spread into churches. My friend’s mother took part in a “tea with the Lord,” during which she and the other women wore their wedding gowns—those, at least, who managed to squeeze into them—and fancied themselves as brides of Christ.
I have to say that, as a pastor, my gut reaction would be to take a cue from “real live preacher’ and use the words that would be the equivalent of hitting control-alt-delete on a PC. But I’m not sure my current sociological ecclesial setting would tolerate such a dooce-like outburst. So, without any added emphasis: What is wrong with you!? I mean… yuck.
Hat tip: Tolle, Blogge.
I know an older woman sort of like those in the story. After two failed marriages — a long marriage to an alcoholic, a shorter one to an ex-felon she met in prison (almost always a bad idea, ladies) — she now goes on about how she’s married to Jesus and that she couldn’t be happier.
She doesn’t dress up and “have tea” with Jesus or anything (as far as I know), but there’s a lot of pain prompting her behavior.
It’s pretty sad, really.