July 31, 2007
Not Sure What to Say About This
Don’t know if my crappy picture will show well enough the tag line: The Church on the Cutting Edge of Christianity. I was in Northeast Arkansas this past weekend to attend my nephew’s wedding. This is the sign for the church his bride attends where the ceremony took place. I snuck back on Sunday morning to take this photo, though I was too ‘chicken’ to actually get out of the car and walk up to where I might have gotten a clearer photo. (I stopped the car on the shoulder of the highway just to the side.)
In retrospect, I probably should have attended service here on that morning to see what The Cutting Edge actually is, instead of driving around Pocahontas and snapping photos of things past and gone of what I hold in memory of my time here (ages 17 through 27).
At the root of it? Perhaps I’m less journalist and more chicken-shit observer. I never claimed to be the former, nor do I have much background in the profession, and am just now owning up to my own piece as the latter. Interestingly, at the wedding all the music was taped, and all secular, pop and country. (I am intrigued further why the scroll part of the sign chose to show what it shows at the moment I snapped the photo. What’s that about?
Peace, y’all. It’ll come not a minute too soon.
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What is the iconic representation in the oval to the left of “Freedom Church”? Do you recall?
Sheila: My first thought was a naked Homer Simpson.
There’s a Cross, natchurly, wrapped in something like a laurel leaf. But at the top? I don’t remember. Looks like a Foghorn-Leghorn smiling chicken head to me now.
My first thought was a naked Homer Simpson.
Then you will know the truth and the truth will set you free.
Truth is never as much fun as a naked Homer Simpson.
Holy Crap, Michael!
Why didn’t I think to at least Google it?
Can’t talk now, I’ve got to go read your link.
What’s a Google?
Great–the Chucky Cheese of Churches. This is my favorite picture: http://fcnea.org/images/Jacque2.jpg
And, as one part of the site notes, we all need to act quick to stop that legislation that makes a hate crime out of telling the flock to go do god’s work and kill some gay people. We don’t want that attack on free speech, do we? I mean, only God would want a person to actually go through with such action, in which case it’s just plain old freedom of religion.
“Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose.”
Alas, “For Self” is certainly indicative of a large spectrum of the Evangelical church.
One of my best friends, now deceased, did her growing up in the Pocahontas/Corning area of Arkansas. I bet she and I could have a good giggle about this “cutting edge”. My oh my.
Cooper!
Who was she? Don’t tell here. You have my email address, tell me there, if you can/will/want to. Your brief homage speaks volumes to me. Maybe I knew her too? Maybe not. Pocahontas is, afterall, a small town.
Here’s to best friends passed, let them forever live inside us. Yes?
Yes, indeed, Rick. Yes, indeed.