Needed to hit the stores today. Thought I’d return a cookie favor. Remember that one about the three young girls going around giving away ccookies they’d baked at the church.
So I mentioned to the pastor that I thought the kids needed some pop cycles (you like that) and I asked if he had a freezer in the church. He did, so I got enough to hold his kid gang under control for twenty minutes anyway.
He has an activity tonight and hadn’t the wherewithal to treat all the kids. Thought he’d bust a neck muscle with the smile and laughter he carried on.
I hate churches.
Anyhow, I found out that the chruches here in the village take turns doing community deeds and dropped on the pastor that his bunch was severely lacking in high visibility end of things and he kinda shrugged and agreed. But he isn’t sure what to do abou it.
The Baptist church is a brash, in your face bunch. Their pastor is a liicensed electrician. That puts him solid with the trades folks.
The Methodists are the local bookies bunch – white collar people.
So I don’t know about the cookie pastor. I’ll need to think about it some. He needs to advertise.
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