A church like this one.
Only one thing would make me go to church
June 15, 2011 • 4:17 pm
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How about this one?
http://tinyurl.com/6dmsp3t
http://www.johnsanidopoulos.com/2011/06/holy-monastery-of-saint-nicholas-of.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+Mystagogy+%28MYSTAGOGY%29
Chris
I had a similar experience in Greece.
This is pretty good.
I might go also…and bring my own cat.
Do they have any cats that are Saints yet?
Thanks. Keep Blogging. Keep Writing.
If you want to pray to a cat you’re gonna need to be an ancient Egyptian, or at least revive their religion and pray to Bastet. Or try India, they’ll deify just about anything, rats, monkeys, must be a cat temple somewhere.
“Do they have any cats that are Saints yet?”
Don’t be silly. Why be a saint when you’re already a god?
Coming soon … JC the Muslim convert:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t1AjEQIexNQ
Do you think they consider spay/neuter against the teachings of the Qur’an and hadiths? I would lay money on it.
(Those redheads are damn cute, though. I think I’ll sign up)
Did you notice in the last picture, the one with the hawk on the cross, that there’s a lightning rod plainly visible?
Yeah. I find that funny too.
You see Thor doesn’t like competitors.
It would be even better if they read from the LOLCat Bible.
The thing that has kept me going to church is that I’m paid to do it!! I’m a church musician for an extraordinary atheist-filled Unitarian Universalist urban church. The denomination shows respect for ALL views and that has kept me there for almost 15 years.
There are no cats allowed, however. And I consider that a GOOD thing. I’m a dog person!!
Shun! Shun the unbeliever! 😉
I’ll never understand the false dichotomy between cat & dog persons.
I don’t define myself via animals, but if I had to, I’d be a rats person.
Hmm…I love rats too.
“Father Warren reminds the cats who keeps them fed…”
Even this church demands you give thanks and praises!
Yeah, I found that disturbing. Doesn’t Father Warren realize that the cats believe that they are the gods?
I think it’s nice that they let the cats drink Sam Adams.
So Basement Cat goes to church? Whoda thunk.
Let me get this straight.
They have a facility full of real, honest, genuine Grade-A deities…and then they go play pretend-zombie-cannibalism to placate some speechifying shrubbery with a thing for global genocide?
What’s worng with these people?
Cheers,
b&
Ceiling Cat hears teh birds
Singing sweetly in teh trees;
When He looks down
Lolz, mountain grandeur
And hearz teh brook
And haz made teh gentle breeze.
For that picture that has Jesus pointing up at the nest; It needs a caption “Hey, can either of you two see if that bird has pooped on my head again?”
Catechism?
Are cat obsessions caused by Toxoplasma gondii?
You all seem to really believe in the Ceiling Cat. Some atheists! See? — Religiosity really is hard-wired in us. 😉
PS – Anyway, the true gods are ants!
“Jake takes time to smell the flowers”
Um, are you sure that’s what he’s doing….?
One of the strangest things I’ve ever seen in a church… I go to the funeral of the father of an ex-girfriend at a local church. The service is in progress and my attention wanders to the high-vaulted ceilings (I mean really high – maybe 30 or 40 feet up) where I see these little black things wheeling back in forth. Bats! I love bats…
Anyway, they’re zipping back and forth and the throng are in total oblivion. I’m watching this for about 5 minutes or so and then one gets too close to a ceiling fan and – whack! – it gets hit by a whirling blade. At that moment I thought – great – this thing is going to end up in the lap of somebody and I’m going to be back here in a day or two for another funeral.
But the poor little guy (or girl) didn’t end up in somebodies lap. The ceiling fan launched it horizontally about 20 feet or more into a upper pew that was unoccupied. I thought to myself – someone is going to find that little animal a few months from now with no idea about the drama or the circumstances of how it got there.
That’s quite the story!