It is the Lenten season and it’s a good time to remind ourselves to be sober-minded. Let’s face it, though, the winter has been excessively long, it’s tax season, and I’m thin on blog ideas. We can be sober-minded and STILL laugh at ourselves. Hence, today’s look at church signs.
I’m not even going to address the annoying signs that are dressed up with corny words intended to make us go inside a strange church. You know, the ones that cause you to face-palm and nearly drive into a power pole. Let’s not go there. Besides, there are plenty of others desirous of our attention...
...Apparently, I'm not the only one who can be snarky. The person entrusted with changing this sign is past-due for a Bahamas vacation.
Just to keep things clear, mixing metaphors on a church sign isn't brain science, either.
I know your wool underwear may seem like purgatory, but cotton won't get you into heaven, either.
Determined to expand their mission field, this church wants to build an inner-city zoo.
I am so sorry, Larry, but your church doesn't deliver both Law AND Gospel.
I wonder if anyone here has a hunch about church growth issues.
Can he really be that bad?
Either the church barbecue is coming up on the calendar, or spell check is on vacation.
Um. Few of us are convinced.
Hence, the little burg of Friendsville.
Yikes! We're not in Friendsville, anymore!
Well, I'm pretty sure that's true, given your lack of meteorological expertise.
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