churching clowning cloning clenching

recovered from yesterdays drs visit n
blowing up the ecg machine
by having two littilies for a sleepova
then an early morning
tis a wonder the ticker didn't crack a wobbly
n stop right then.
after the weekend morning rite
of car cafe coffee coming-to-my-senses
we went to see roly the clown
at a local holy place
n the kids loved it
n he was funny
n made a lot of jokes about church structures n stuff
a brilliant one about archbishops coming out
which the littlies missed altogether thank goodness
he balanced n juggled
threw in bit of the mystery story
n it was great
loads a kids n parents n fun n food
how the universe should be
but what was not so great
was the sheer volume of
crossed frocked collared professionals
wandering around with an air of confidence in their relevance
simply by being there
smiling benignly
proud to holy men n women
i always struggle with this one
half of me wants out there un ashamedly self possessed faith
the other half
knows hiddenness and darkness
apohahtic-ness
n knows that sort of thing
can just get in the way
sigh
as usual
i seemed destined
to sit on the fence
for ever
better get myself
comfortable!

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