"Lovie, come quickly... the riff-raff have gathered in the street again..holding black books..and saying something about God's Word being enough..sit down dear..I know it's a frightful thought..imagine THEM reading the same words as the church reads to us..please dear..don't faint..they will soon tire of their commoness and go away...I'll close the drapes, dear..light a candle and pray for their ability to hear what the church wants us to hear.."
“Lovie, come quickly... the riff-raff have gathered in the street again..holding black books..and saying something about God’s Word being enough..sit down dear..I know it’s a frightful thought..imagine THEM reading the same words as the church reads to us..please dear..don’t faint..they will soon tire of their commoness and go away...I’ll close the drapes, dear..light a candle and pray for their ability to hear what the church wants us to hear..”
Indeed. Cue the cat with it’s paws over its ears.
LOL!!! Oh, the curse of that infernal Gutenberg contraption!! ; )
Too true.....