Sunday Morning Coffee- The Sermon
Good morning brothers and sisters, I know we have a lot to get through today, as dark forces have conspired to get the game on early. Though we were beaten by the forces of darkness and bandwagonnering on Friday, we are not broken, and the Lord said to me "Though the season series is tied, we scored one more goal so we are claiming victory. And Andrew Ladd shall not pass through these gates, so fear not, for he is a douchebag most unholy". But we have little time to savour victories, moral or otherwise. The wolves in sheep's clothing await us in Tennessee, and we must be prepared.
The Predators of Nashville are a strange anomaly, brothers and sisters. They exist in a land that cares not about this blessed game, yet somehow they survive. The temple at which they play has had more name changes than we've had jerseys, and they somehow have managed not to get rid of their coach. Now I know he is frightening to look at, but the Lord assures me he's just ugly and not of the Devil.
One often thinks of Nashville as the home of country music, wholesome and good, a slice of Americana. I say it's home to harlots and tramps, liars and drunks! Songs of wanton sex, drinking, gambling and all sorts of immoral behavior! And don't get me started on Dolly Parton! Stop that snickering back there, I hear you...
Now I know that one of the heroes that led our glorious nation to gold plays for the enemy today, but you need not worry, for the Lord has seen fit to smite him, just a little bit, giving us the advantage, being his preferred children and all that.
Much like the Isrealites, it feels like we have been wandering forever, just looking for our home, and we will have to cross treacherous mountain peaks and the searing hot desert before we get to the promised land, but I assure you, it will be worth it, brothers and sisters. This time the soldiers shall not fail. This time we shall raise the chalice high. Our saviour shall lead us, in the name of the one most holy, praise be to Luongold. Amen.
Now, we have refreshments in the back, and I do believe Sean brought Rice Krispie squares.
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Is anyone really comfortable with religion?
"We love them, We mourn for them, Unlucky boys of Red" - Morrissey
"Giggs gets past Viera, past Dixon, who comes back at him, it's a wonderful run from GIGGS!!!" - Martin Tyler
"He's got a man deep..wait, no that IS Mandeep!!" - Don Taylor
by Section 312 on Mar 7, 2010 9:30 AM PST up reply actions
Those truly comfortable with religion
Either find a personal fullness from it or profit within it. (gets off soapbox)
"What is Jumanji?" --Jason Owens
100 things to do before I die -- I dare to dream.
Well some people profit from religion but it isn’t the common man or woman. And I think people should find personal fullness from each other and the world would be a better place. But that’s just me.
"We love them, We mourn for them, Unlucky boys of Red" - Morrissey
"Giggs gets past Viera, past Dixon, who comes back at him, it's a wonderful run from GIGGS!!!" - Martin Tyler
"He's got a man deep..wait, no that IS Mandeep!!" - Don Taylor
by Section 312 on Mar 7, 2010 9:56 AM PST up reply actions
I think anyone that knows my musical tastes would understand this was tongue in cheek. Perhaps if you read it in Reverend Lovejoy’s voice it would help?
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Yeah, I got the point. No worries. Religion just makes me feel a bit icky.
by Beantown Canuck on Mar 7, 2010 10:16 AM PST up reply actions
My thoughts exactly. I don’t want to deify a hockey team, it’s just a game.
So don't get violent and don't get caught with your head down, the night she stole the moon.
by thelastjohnny on Mar 7, 2010 10:45 AM PST up reply actions
Well…it made me laugh Canucklehead!
Testify my brother. The Lord indeed has saw fit to smite their most powerful unholy warrior, and leave him to wallow in his gold plated mobile home…
Perhaps this will help those uncomfortable with the religious overtones…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qh2sWSVRrmo
"Of course you know, this means war!!"
Bugs Bunny
What happens if the Canucks bow to false gods? Then they’ll never see the promised land.
by Sean Zandberg on Mar 7, 2010 10:38 AM PST up reply actions
Hah I was reading it in Maynard Keenan’s preacher voice (listen to disgustipated on tool’s undertow or sour grapes on Puscifer’s V is for Vagina if u don’t know the voice)
"Hope you like pancakes, Norway..."
Actually, here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xK3VihNo_yQ and here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kOvwc8_QXiY
"Hope you like pancakes, Norway..."
deify? nothing about this is serious… except Ladd being a douchebag. well and the country music stuff.
WAACH Blog/Podcast- The 38th best Canucks blog on the Interwebs http://waachcast.blogspot.com
Yeah, I know it’s not supposed to be serious. I’d like to elaborate, but I’m really exhausted. Man, I was curling until 11pm last night.
So don't get violent and don't get caught with your head down, the night she stole the moon.
by thelastjohnny on Mar 7, 2010 10:51 AM PST up reply actions
NM Church...
Where you DON’T have to pay for post-sermon refreshments, unlike my family’s church.
"What is Jumanji?" --Jason Owens
100 things to do before I die -- I dare to dream.
the charge for refreshments? What ever happened to giving?
I haven’t been to church or a practicing christian for about 3 years now, after growing up in it for 32 years. I like being able to say “Luongod” without feeling I’m going to hell for it. Too many years of feeling guilt and not being good enough for my liking. A lot of that was my fault for feeling that way. Some of it wasn’t.
by Sean Zandberg on Mar 7, 2010 11:30 AM PST up reply actions
Speaking of d-bags
Ladd just scored his hattie v the Wings. Sigh.
Please allow me to adjust my pants, so that I may dance the good time dance, and lead the onlookers and innocent bystanders into a trance.
hallelujah, for those who wear fig leaves should not dance with hungry goats
Here’s my quarterly meaningless comment. Just felt the tone of the message was not being properly represented. Therefore, I give unto thee … Reverend Pathos.

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