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From: "Robert Morpheal" <morpheal@yahoo.com>
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Subject: Re: Thanksgiving Prayer
Date: 13 Dec 2006 19:54:40 -0800
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Thomas,
A lot of people now seem to be giving thanks for the beating, and see
not much else
in their vision of the future. It's very very wierd. Of course it is
also very medieval. The
Crusades were fought in the same climate of darkness and dread, by
those seeking
freedom and those wanting to make prisoners of them all. Thank God then
that King
Richard was ransomed from the Holy Land. Something to be thankful for.
Robert Morpheal
Thomas Keske wrote:
> THANKSGIVING PRAYER
>
> Holy Father, forgive us our exaggerated gratitude.
> We are here today as sinners come for dinner, drinking
> from the Holy Goblet like turkeys trussed in false
> dressings, giving thanks for Thy unsuccessful blessings,
> bestowed upon the ingrates who sit upon the dinner plates.
>
> We give thanks in dread, hoping that Thou will not
> similarly, by the neck, chop off our heads.
>
> We grovel in our gratitude for the gravy that you give,
> which is the only source of joy in the otherwise dreary
> lives that we live. With deepest sobriety and outward
> appearance of propriety, we pitiably and piously propitiate
> before Thee, in hope of a heaping piece of pie.
> We know that Thou will destroy us, but that we will
> never know why.
>
> We know that our rituals are slightly neurotic, but
> our Faith, to us, is like a narcotic. Forgive us the sin
> of overstuffed satiation, which surely must be the
> stuff of Satan.
>
> We know that it is a sin to pray in sarcasm, so we wait
> to be hurled into the fiery chasm.
>
> We know that Thou will hit us, but we don't know when.
> We give thanks in fearful hope that Thou will not
> hurt us, again. Amen.
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