Ever wonder just how dysfunctional Grace Church is? Today’s amusing encounter with a clueless parishioner (who will, for now remain nameless), provides insight.
The individual in question rolled through one of the intersections where I was protesting, yelling, “Get a life, Eric!”
Subsequently, he parked his vehicle and took several photos of me, adding, “Move your sign down. I want to make sure it’s you.”
Given that I maintain this blog, and maintain paid advertising nationwide, it’s a pretty sure bet I’m not looking for anonymity. So, for the record, if you see a protester calling out Grace Church, it is me, or someone connected with me.
Yeah, taking my pic—top-flight scary stuff, that.
With Christ-like responses like that, I have four words for you: Dysfunctional priest. Dysfunctional church.