First, IntolerantElle has a post on the way Terry Schiavo has been treated by her "husband". Go and be disgusted by this man.

Secondly, Rev. McCain gives us a link to herchurch. How is this for paganism.

Our Mother who is within us
we celebrate your many names.
Your wisdom come
your will be done
unfolding from the depths within us.
Each day you give us all that we need.
You remind us of our limits
and we let go.
You support us in our power
and we act with courage.
For you are the dwelling place within us
the empowerment around us
and the celebration among us
now and for ever. Amen

Now, it is well know how much respect I have for the ELCA. She seems to either lurching towards the liberalism of American "evangelicalism" (remember me taking the hatchet to Norma's church).

This brings me to another point that I forgot about. Norma did accuse me of hating her synod. I do. I hate much of my own synod as well. While the ELCA should really be acronymed ****, the LCMS deserves the acronym **M*. Anyway, that's besides the point.

As a rotten traditionalist, payers like the one above make me cringe. I almost started saying "Hail Mary, full of grace..." after reading this thing. Then, you come upon this gem:

God to me

Is my dark-haired mother,

Stroking my forehead

As she lullabies me to sleep.

My Mother is the earth

And all her creatures?

The web that brings us into relationship

With one another.

God to me

Is the Mother who spills

Her essence into the world,

Creating and calling us to create

From the wombs of our being.

God to me

Is the Mother

whose voice was drowned out

For most of history,

And yet,

I find Her in my deepest wisdom.

Alone, I feel Her touch

Upon my brow,

Mothering me still,

Mothering us all.

written by Lana Dalberg Landaverde, 2004

Now, you should know who wrote this thing because we all need to know who to blame. God cannot be our Father because, well, that's so patriarchal men are horrible and have run this world for far too long. Yep. Men are evil. Goddesses are good. We should worship god the mother because it puts us back into touch with out pagan roots. We're gonna subjectively decide what verses we want to believe, no matter how much evidence there is to the contrary. We're gonna descend into the abyss.

Alice Cooper has an answer:

We must complete the trip

Try not to lose your grip

No sight of solid ground

and never look straight down

Deeper, deeper, deeper, deeper

your claustrophobic brain

Sucking you down the drain

The walls are closing in

The air is getting thin

The elevator broke

It went right through the floor

It left a burning hole

Down and down and down we go

We're in a deadly spin

Hating this spin we're in

We're helpless

Panic grows

Down and down and down we go

Daylight is at an end

You'll never see again

You'll soon embrace the sight

This cold eternal light

Even better is this song of warning:

I'm in control

I got a bulletproof soul

And I'm full of self-esteem

I invented myself with no one's help

I'm a prototype supreme

I sit on my private throne

And run my lifestyle all alone

Me, myself and I agree

We don't need nobobdy else

I never learned to bow, bend or crawl

To any known authority

I really want to build my statue tall

That's all

I'm just trying to be God

I only wanna be God

I just wanna be God

Why can't I be God

I got no time to take advice

I want to gamble with my eternity

With loaded dice

I don't need a preacher in my face

When I'm the omnipresent ruler of the human race

Ain't gonna

Spend my life being no one's fool

I was born to rock and I was born to rule

But if I'm wrong on judgement day

I'm royally screwed with hell to pay

I never learned to bow, bend or crawl

To any known authority

I really want to build my statue tall

That's all

I'm just trying to be God

I only wanna be God

I just wanna be God

Why can't I be God

I'm just trying to be God

I only wanna be God

I just wanna be God

Why can't I be God

I'm just trying to be God

I only wanna be God

I just wanna be God

Why can't I be God

In reality, the above song describes everything wrong with this type of thinking. Unitarian in thought and Universalist in appeal, this the worst Christianity has to offer. All this shows is that the sin that dominates our lives can overrun us until we worship at the altar of Satan rather than the altar of God. Lord have mercy, Christ have mercy, Lord have mercy.