I had this nasty dream early this morning that one of the two pastors that fired me chased me down a parking lot to ask ME for advice, and my response was "you had all the right catechesis going when you hired me, and before, then you blew it right out the door by sacking me."
Then I woke up.
I had a scary church dream the other night: I showed up to sing at my church with a new priest and MD. The opening hymn turned into the opening number, complete with a dance routine on the altar/stage. I started to join in, first realizing I didn't know the steps because I didn't rehearse with them, and then wondering WTF was going on.
Later I grabbed a mic, told the organist(!) if she hit another key I would break it, and proceeded to lecture the congregation about how much better things were with the old priest.
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