This time of year life slows down in the pasture, the trees have shed their leaves, producing a carpet of browns and yellows on the ground. Wait, is there something stirring in the far corner, by the big oak tree? Over in the hollow was a church, not just any church, no, this was the Hollow Church.
“Leaning, leaning, safe and secure from all alarms.” Singing filled the air, yes, it was Robin, Minister of Music, clearing away the leaves from the door of the Hollow Church, one leaf at a time. “Hello!” said Robin. “Glad you could make it haven’t seen you in such a long time.” “Let me update your readers, after all, some might not know about the Hollow Church,” said Robin. “We are an Evangelical, fundamentalist, conservative fellowship, that believes the Moses and Charlton Heston used only the King James Version of the Bible and that John was a Baptist, Freewill of course.” “Bill Badger and Ned, the horse, are still deacons,” Robin continued, “and Marge, the parrot, is still the lead for intercessory prayer. She gets all the latest news from Fox, though I never have been keen on those cunning Foxes that hang around at the farmhouse or the Weasels that live over by the bright birch.” The wind blew, rearranging the leaves and we went inside for a cup of tea. Bulletins still lay on the pews, with sermon titles such as ‘all elections are divine’ and ‘getting up when you fall from grace.’ Robin saw me looking at the bulletins. “That was a powerful word,” said Robin piping up, “the preacher told us that we are in the last days and that if we don’t stand for the principles of law and order, those liberals will take it away.” Robin didn’t explain what ‘it’ was.
Suddenly, there was a loud banging on the door. Robin went to investigate. Opening the door, Robin saw a sizeable brown goat, chewing on the door frame, “get out of here,” he shouted as he slammed the door shut. Robin, flustered and angry continued, “why it is situations like this that pastor warned us about and why we needed a building fund to build a wall around the church to keep the likes of them out.”
I felt it was time to excuse myself. Robin wished me well with a prayer for grace and peace, and that everyone was welcome, as long as they were like them. “Come back soon,” said Robin, “grace and peace.”