Sunday, March 13, 2005

A little sacrilege.

While droning through the Credo this morning, cranky, tired and fueled only by coffee and allergenic cookies scavenged from the church kitchen, I remembered a funny but true story, told to us by the wife of our priest one pub night.

One of our priest's colleagues was celebrant at the funeral of a parishioner named Edna. For Edna's funeral, the church secretary was instructed to pull up the last order of service for a funeral from the computer, find each occurence of the name of the last person, which was Mary, and replace the name with "Edna". This was all fine until the service, when they hit the creed, and read:
I believe in God the Father Almighty, Maker of heaven and earth:

And in Jesus Christ His only Son, our Lord, who was conceived by the Holy Ghost, born of the Virgin Edna...


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