Denominational Semantics
Last night, I was going back through some random writing notes I've been making and then stashing away like a chipmunk, and I stumbled across some remarks meant for this little bit of nowhere. They actually date back to the time Mel & I recently spent in Connecticut, enjoying a wedding of one of her cousins, and then really enjoying the open bar they had all night during the receiption.
Oddly enough, what struck me the most wasn't the stretched white Hummer limo the wedding party had (or the inherent lack of anything to eat or drink the Hummer limo had), or the not-so-sublte biblical references to how the wife must submit to her husband (presented in a fashion that sounded almost as if suffrage had yet to exist), or even how the incredibly long candles at our table were the only candles to melt and leave large bits of broken wax all over our tablecloth (which unto itself was an impressive feat considering they were supposed to be
dripless candles). No, in the end it the was the name of the church that struck me as vastly amusing. As we pulled up to the church a short time before the wedding ceremony was to begin, there was a large sign boldly proclaiming an "Evangelical Free Church".
This suddenly had me wondering just what "Free" meant. Was this church "free", like how a building might be "termite free" or "accident free for 10 days"? Did they finally manage to contract a denominational exterminator and get rid of those pesky Evangelicals skittering around the pews?
Or perhaps Evangelicals are free here, like that toy you find in a Happy Meal. Does this subsequently mean that you get 1 free Evangelical to take home with you after every sermon? For that matter, do you get to choose the Evangelical, or do they get randomly stuffed in bags and handed to you, so you get surprised after you've pulled out of the church parking lot?
Or perhaps this is the church that broke off from its mother church: the "Evangelical Pay Church."
So what is the meaning behind the "free"? The world may never know....
Today's Lesson: it is counter-productive to try and write comfortably while sitting on a broken swivel chair. (First the rice steamer, now this...)
posted by Phillip at 7:48 AM