G's detractors were complaining about the accessibility, not the value, of the meaning of his posts. Of course, few things are accessible to the lazy, who then have nothing to evaluate.
"When Bernie stood up, he was reborn, and he yelled, Thank you, Jesus! over and over, tears pouring down his cheeks - Now there was what I call preaching! says Johns Uncle Val, Bernies brother, a deacon and Pastor Ingqvists faithful critic. He says of the pastors sermons, He mumbles. He murmers. Its a lot of on-the-one-hand-this, on-the-other-hand-that. He never comes straight out. He never puts the hay down where the goats can get it. Its a lot of talk, and many a Sunday Ive walked away with no idea what he said. Cant remember even where he started from. You never had that problem with the old preachers. There was never a moments doubt. It was Repent or Be Damned. We need that. This guy, he tries to please everybody. Just once I wish hed raise his voice and pound on the pulpit. That way Id know he wasnt talking in his sleep" Keillor 320.
Debbie Sawczak <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
Debbie Sawczak <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
> Debbie wrote:
>> Like good song lyrics or a poem.
>> You can't be lazy.
>
DM wrote: What about a bad song or poem, where you take the time to try and understand, but then you are upset with the meaning you uncovered.A bad song or poem is one whose meaning upsets you??But in any case, as I understood them, G's detractors were complaining about the accessibility, not the value, of the meaning of his posts. Of course, few things are accessible to the lazy, who then have nothing to evaluate.Debbie
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