It took quite some time
to scrape the ice from the car this morning. When I eventually got the thing
driveable my piss boiled as I listened to the pundits on the radio. I really
shouldn’t listen to them, but if I don’t I end up so oblivious of the world around
me.
Just
like so many other people are, I suppose.
After
five years of deliberation the Church of England has decided against conducting gay
marriage ceremonies. Personally I’m all for gay marriages, but I can see why
the C of E isn’t. Their Bible is crystal clear on the matter. For pretty much
every bit of advice or instruction on any matter whatsoever in the Bible there
is usually a contradictory bit of advice or instruction advocating the complete
opposite…however
homosexuality is pretty much the only issue on which the Bible is clear. Look
at Genesis 19, Leviticus 18 & 20, Romans 1:18-32, Corinthians 6:9-10, 1
Timothy 1:8-10.
Why
has it taken them five years to decide this?
But
the Church has confirmed it will perform ceremonies of "prayers of
dedication, thanksgiving or for God's blessing" for same-sex couples
following a civil marriage or partnership.
Why?
Why are they condoning that which their religion specifically condemns?
Don’t
those in the Church of England read their Bibles, or don’t they agree with what
the Bible says? As an ex-religious nut, I know that very few Christians have
any idea of what their religion is all about. Perhaps this ignorance is
spreading into the higher-ups now?
Don’t
get me wrong on this. I am all for gay marriage. But the Bible is not. You
can’t be gay and be a Christian. Can’t be done. Those who say it can haven’t read
the Bible.
I
got home and said good morning to “er indoors TM” who was
scraping the ice off of her car. I had a quick scrub, then went to bed for an
hour. I got maybe five minutes’ sleep in that hour. Treacle was continually
declaring “Red Alert”, running round shouting, then crying as she wanted
to be lifted back on to the bed. I eventually gave up trying to sleep and took
the dogs downstairs. They played silly beggars charging round the garden whilst
I harvested turds. Dog turds are far easier harvested when frozen (as they
were this morning).
I
made toast… and ate it before walking the dogs round the block.
Whilst
the dogs all snored I cracked on with the ironing. As I ironed I watched a
film. ”Bank
of Dave” was rather good. It featured Joel Fry (from “Plebs” and “Game
of Thrones”) as a London lawyer who went to Burnley and turned out not to
be quite the stereotypical soft Southern fairy that all the locals thought he
was.
And
with ironing ironed I sat on the sofa with the dogs and watched the start
of three-hour Four-In-A-Bed-a-thon.
I saw the first few minutes of the first episode, and woke up in time to see
the end credits of the last one.
“er
indoors TM” came home with a bargain pizza bundle from Tesco. We
scoffed it whilst watching last Sunday’s episode of “Lego Masters”.
Being a music-based challenge this week, great show was made of a mystery guest
judge who turned out to be Delta
Goodrem. Am I the only person who
had never heard of her?
Oh – and I’ve started
following “Amyywoahh” on Facebook. With a succession of
pet fish all called “Swimmy” (all of whom get flushed down the loo to
fish heaven) and an obsession with explosive dire rear, she makes videos
that are on my level…
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