At a funeral. Yes, as a rule that would always make you crabby, but this was really a funeral for a friend of a friend, whom I did not know at all - so where it was naturally sad, it was not personally sad. Long story as to why I was there, but I was.
It was held in a funeral home, as seems to be the norm these days, and the family just took what ever pastor that was on call, like the next one on the list that day, with out really checking him out first or anything . Most people are not thinking clearly in this situation and you just expect that you are doing the right thing, dealing with a professional funeral home, etc. And this place was all that it should have been, a large somewhat suburban place, all clean and white, lots of plants. They all seem to look exactly the same. But, this pastor that was there was from some freaky way way holy roller tiny bible church based in the area, and he went off on a barn burner.
Did not mention the deceased once, just went into his lengthy tirade on sin and going to hell - I would say it was what i grew up on, but this was far far from any FIRST Baptist church, this was " Sorry , it was too cold to bring my snakes ". The large audience was just in shock as this fool went on for like an hour , all but speaking in tongues. Most unprofessional and inappropriate for the setting.
Just an odd way to start my day - it got much better.
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