I think life is funny. Period. This is the record of my journey through hilarium ad infinitum.
April 10, 2009
You know you're a Baptist...
...when, as the echoes and reverb are dying in the sanctuary, the last ringing of the beautifully dissonant chord at the climax of "Go to Dark Gethsemane," just as the beautiful denouement of the good friday hymn is about to begin...
...you hear a loud AY-MAEN! from the congregation...
C.S. Lewis actually didn't like hymns, but he said that when he realized that the man across the pew (who was so holy Lewis didn't feel worthy to untie his shoelace) was belting out those hymns... If it's good enough for him than it's good enough for me!
You have now entered the only known portal through which the combined insight of Ignoratus and The Minister of Hilarium can issue forth to corrupt youth. This is not philosophic insight, though it may stray into that occasionally, but rather insight into how the world makes us laugh. We believe with all our tongue-stuffed cheeks that the world is made up of Hilarium ad Infinitum.
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C.S. Lewis actually didn't like hymns, but he said that when he realized that the man across the pew (who was so holy Lewis didn't feel worthy to untie his shoelace) was belting out those hymns... If it's good enough for him than it's good enough for me!
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