School’s Out for Summer and Fall
- R. T. Tippett
- Jun 1, 2020
- 5 min read
Updated: Feb 4, 2021
Please enjoy the next twenty-five weeks as a time let out of the sheepfold, free to run and prance gayly in the lush green grass of the pastures of America and crap in the cool clear waters of the babbling brook in the valley of wherever you call home. But beware. There were ZERO [none, nada, not a one] Good Shepherd graduates [i.e.: Saints]. Nary one who graduated into ministry on Pentecost Sunday. When there are three readings and a psalm each Sunday and all sermons [class instructions] only deal with a weak association of the Gospel reading to current political affairs [neither Jesus nor God give a shit about the politics of sin] and one driveling Facebook story about one person’s fears and desires relative to that Gospel reading after another, then no one can ever possibly pass God’s graduation test for ministry. So, you get what you pay for and nobody paid the price [yet again] to “Receive the Spirit.”





