Friday and Saturday were the dates of the Convention of the Episcopal Church in Connecticut.
I went on Friday since M.C. drove with me.
The Convention bored me nearly to death.
But M. and I left an hour early and had a good dinner together in a restaurant that luckily served wine.
I didn't go today because I would have had to drive since M. had a funeral to preside at and because I felt sick and didn't want to endanger anyone else there with my illness.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
Long retired from full-time ministry, I really don't give a s*** about what the Diocese is up to.
And I don't think retired clergy should attend or vote since what will the future have to do with us--as long as no one tries to dismantle the Church Pension Fund!
Shalom and good night....
No comments:
Post a Comment