I once thought that Parson Goat was harming us as much as he possibly could by closing Christ’s church, but I admit I was wrong: he often hurts parishioners even more as he re-opens according to Leviathan’s dictates rather than the Lord’s. “Larry” is a dear brother attending my former church and a single, middle-aged man who’s pretty much alone in the world. He considers his fellow-worshippers family and loves them accordingly, so he was heartbroken when Parson Goat summarily suspended meeting last March. But now that Goat has resumed services, he’s just as deeply offending Larry by not only … Continue reading “Love” Hurts