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I got to call out, "ARE WE THERE YET?" in church last night. :)
The guy (junior minister) giving the family talk was trying to engage the congregation. Oddly, The Usual Suspect (a.k.a. friend F) was very quiet and not-offering conversation. The Usual Suspect's Partner In Crime (a.k.a. friend N) was absent because his son got COVID and so he and his wife L decided to be cautious and not turn up to church that evening. So, yeah, since those two apparently recused themselves from the job of heckler, nobody else was biting.
Junior minister did the "trying to engage" in three separate 'segments'. And, yeah, he knew he was asking the question of an Anglican congregation who are not instinctively "banter with the preacher" kinds. We are not one of the charismatic denoms who have the "call-response" type preaching. We are orderly. Proper. Very demure. Very mindful.
That is absolutely us Anglicans!
Anyway, after the second segment when he asked a question "What did we do during the holidays? Nothing? Nobody did anything?" and nobody answered in our service, I resolved that the next time he asked a question, I would speak up just for the fun of it.
Apparently the morning service was more forthcoming. Most likely because some unselfconscious kid piped up, and the parents ended up having to fill in the gap caused by the one or two sentences of kid non-sequitur.
And so when he asked (for the third time) if anything was happening, I piped up with "are we there yet?", and got a bunch of laughs out of the congregation. It's okay, most of the congregation know me and are familiar with me and my quips - at least in conversation. And it was, in fact, relevant to the point he was making. (Which I also recognised and figured it fit well enough, and that people would get that it fit.)
Anyway, some of my friends picked out that it was me (I was sitting further up the back, so behind most people) and we laughed about it later at supper. I'm not a natural choice for heckler - female, for starters, non-white adds an extra layer of inhibition - but I think I get looked on as a kind of 'little sister chameleon', which is more socially allowable.
It's an interesting space to occupy in a church, even a denomination, church, and congregations that's generally pretty good about singleness and childlessness. Even in a faith that was led by a guy who is notable more for his teachings about equality-across-all-states-of-human-rank than for any family life he may have had.
The guy (junior minister) giving the family talk was trying to engage the congregation. Oddly, The Usual Suspect (a.k.a. friend F) was very quiet and not-offering conversation. The Usual Suspect's Partner In Crime (a.k.a. friend N) was absent because his son got COVID and so he and his wife L decided to be cautious and not turn up to church that evening. So, yeah, since those two apparently recused themselves from the job of heckler, nobody else was biting.
Junior minister did the "trying to engage" in three separate 'segments'. And, yeah, he knew he was asking the question of an Anglican congregation who are not instinctively "banter with the preacher" kinds. We are not one of the charismatic denoms who have the "call-response" type preaching. We are orderly. Proper. Very demure. Very mindful.
That is absolutely us Anglicans!
Anyway, after the second segment when he asked a question "What did we do during the holidays? Nothing? Nobody did anything?" and nobody answered in our service, I resolved that the next time he asked a question, I would speak up just for the fun of it.
Apparently the morning service was more forthcoming. Most likely because some unselfconscious kid piped up, and the parents ended up having to fill in the gap caused by the one or two sentences of kid non-sequitur.
And so when he asked (for the third time) if anything was happening, I piped up with "are we there yet?", and got a bunch of laughs out of the congregation. It's okay, most of the congregation know me and are familiar with me and my quips - at least in conversation. And it was, in fact, relevant to the point he was making. (Which I also recognised and figured it fit well enough, and that people would get that it fit.)
Anyway, some of my friends picked out that it was me (I was sitting further up the back, so behind most people) and we laughed about it later at supper. I'm not a natural choice for heckler - female, for starters, non-white adds an extra layer of inhibition - but I think I get looked on as a kind of 'little sister chameleon', which is more socially allowable.
It's an interesting space to occupy in a church, even a denomination, church, and congregations that's generally pretty good about singleness and childlessness. Even in a faith that was led by a guy who is notable more for his teachings about equality-across-all-states-of-human-rank than for any family life he may have had.
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"HUGS"
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I come from Southern Baptists, and other than yelling "Amen" there's not a lot of give and take in the Baptist denomination. This is why I kept getting kicked out of Sunday School. I had the audacity to question the teacher on interpretation of scripture.
I was very polite about it, but questioning was definitely not considered appropriate. Listening and obeying was. So I failed quite spectacularly with my ability to say, "Excuse me....but...."
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Also, amen.