Sunday, April 4, 2010
Jesus Tastes Like Peeps
Even more so than grape juice. I'm sorry, but it's just a fact. I did the full Great Thanksgiving (musical setting), had homemade bread and grape juice, had a bit of my (vegan!) banana bread, and then had the traditional Peep fest. And the simple truth is that Jesus tastes like Peeps.
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Now, you're not just mouthing the Great Thanksgiving along with someone, you're doing it without an elder present. But I note you didn't call it "communion", so I suppose the U.M. police won't be out to get you :-). Next thing you know you'll be healing someone on a Sabbath - that will get you in REAL trouble.
And, having discovered that I was going to break both my food fast and my alcohol fast on Maundy Thursday evening, I am convinced more than ever that Jesus tastes like wine.
You had Communion Maundy Thursday, eh? I skipped out both that night and at Good Friday service...
And furthermore, I have yet to have some post-Lent wine. I assumed there would be some at Ellises' today, but alas. I shall have to wait till you and I have fondue. : )
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