I just couldn't resist opening a thread from our dear Reformed Baptist brothers/sisters that discusses sea monkeys and faith in the same article!
I just couldn't resist opening a thread from our dear Reformed Baptist brothers/sisters that discusses sea monkeys and faith in the same article!
I grew up in a Franciscan parish, and it was quite a long-standing tradition to bless pets. We bless homes, food, our work, our Christmas tree, our lenten palms, our cars... whatever we use, so that we use it for God. Of course, the readings made clear what that such blessings did not mean our pets were rational ("human") souls any more than the food, the work, the Christmas tree, our lenten palms, our cars. No sane person could confuse the blessing with a baptism.
But our pets do play an important part of our lives, they are beloved and thus, we blessed them. Bless sea monkeys? well, that's reductio ad absurdeum; we don't love sea monkeys. We can't even tell them apart. (South Park notwithstanding...)
But like any decent thing, of course, the pagans and the fruitcakes have to go ruin things.
A rich man had a dog who he dearly loved.
The dog became very ill and after many trips to the vet the dog still seemed terminal.
As a devout catholic he arranged a meeting with the local bishop in the hope of sacred intervention.
Upon hearing the request to heal the animal the bishop replied he knew nothing of vetinary medicine.
The man said he would give the church $20,000.
The bishop replied,i didn't realize the dog is catholic.
5 solas!
