The Seventh Week of Ordinary Time

 

Welcome to the Seventh week of Ordinary Time.  

Please open your Hymnal to page 3 and join in our processional  “O Lord Please Don’t Burn Us” Verse 1

O LORD, please don’t burn us,   Don’t grill or toast your flock,

Don’t put us on the barbecue,  Or simmer us in stock,

Don’t braise or bake or boil us,  Or stir fry us in a wok. 

Thank you for that slow rendition as I limped to the pulpit I tell you what folks this change of weather is playing havoc with my joints.  Now please open The Holy Text volume 1 to episode 9 page 116 where the prophets say …

 (Cut back to Canadian backdrop. In front, a man with a knotted handkerchief on his heed, a woolly pullover, and braces. Superimposed caption on the screen ' PROF. R. J. GUMBY')

Gumby: Well I think TV's killed real entertainment. In the old days we used to make our own fun. At Christmas parties I used to strike myself on the head repeatedly with blunt instruments while crooning. (sings) 'Only make believe, I love you, (hits himself on head with bricks) Only make believe that you love me, (hits himself) Others find peace of mind...'

(Cut to a swish nightclub. Compare enters.)

Open your hymnal to page 26 and join us in singing “I’m So Worried”  Verse 3

I'm so worried about modern technology,  I'm so worried about all the things
That they dump in the sea, I'm so worried about it,  Worried about it, worried, worried, worried

I'm so worried about everything that can go wrong, 
I'm so worried about whether people like this song,
I'm so worried about this very next verse,  It isn't the best that I've got

Now please open The Holy Text volume 2 to episode 32 page 122 where the prophets say …

(Close up on a sign saying 'Harley Street'. Stirring music. Mix through to interior of a smart, plush, ever so expensive Harley Street consulting room. The music swells and fades. Knocking at door, a short pause, then T.F. Gumby enters, backwards.)

T. F. Gumby: Doctor! Doctor! DOCTOR! (he goes up to the antique desk and bangs the bell violently; he smashes the intercom and generally breaks the desk up) Doctor! Doctor! DOCTOR! DOCTOR! Doctor! Doctor! Where is the Doctor?

(A pause. Then another door opens and another Gumby appears.)

Specialist: Hello!

T. F. Gumby: Are you the' brain specialist?

Specialist: Hello!

T. F. Gumby: Are you the brain specialist?

Specialist: No, no, I am not the brain specialist. No, no, I am not... Yes. Yes I am.

T. F. Gumby: My brain hurts!

Specialist: Well let's take a look at it, Mr. Gumby.

(Gumby specialist starts to pull up Gumby's sweater.)

T. F. Gumby: No, no, no, my brain in my head. (specialist thumps him on the head)

Specialist: It will have to come out.

T. F. Gumby: Out? Of my head?

Specialist: Yes! All the bits of it. Nurse! Nurse! (a nurse enters) Nurse, take Mr. Gumby to a brain surgeon.

Homily Parishioners, here we are at the end of the calendar year so it is time to determine “The International Twit of the Year”.  There really is no more obvious choice so the judges wasted no time and awarded the trophy to Lord Keir Starmer.  So what prey tell has Lord Starmer done to deserve this honor you may ask, well allow me to lay out just his most recent efforts toward the prize.   

In a stunningly stupid move the Starmer government arrested a Yorkshireman for allowing a photo to be taken showing him holding a shotgun … while he was on vacation … in The United States ( https://www.yorkshirepost.co.uk/business/this-is-why-elon-musk-reacts-to-arrest-of-yorkshireman-over-florida-gun-photo-5423724).  If it is illegal to hold a gun does that mean actors are next of Lord Starmer’s Hit parade?  Only time will tell. 

Meanwhile, a woman in Lord Starmer’s Britain had the audacity to speak out on social media and complain about the massive immigration numbers and their ever increasing effect on crime.  Naturally Lord Starmer had her thrown in Prison.  But not satisfied, the Starmer land teachers unions have also expelled the woman’s daughter from school .. for being her daughter ( https://www.zerohedge.com/political/uk-girl-barred-school-over-imprisoned-mothers-racist-tweet)!  These injustices are not alone as now more than 10,000 people have been arrested for social media posts while knife crimes go unsolved (https://www.zerohedge.com/political/britains-speech-gulag-exposed-10000-arrested-last-year-social-media-posts).  Again all the while murders are walking the streets of Britain. 

Needless to say some people in Britain are staring to feel that they and their family have been ruined by the media “programming” on BBC and what it is doing to their kids (https://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/2025/11/19/bbcs-pro-trans-bias-damaged-our-children-ofcom-parents-uk/). Apparently Lord Starmer is NOT satisfied with destroying on generation of Brits, he has already started in on the next one. 

But the final reason why Lord Starmer is the hands down winner of this year’s Twit of the Year competition is because of yet another decision recently made.  It seems that Lord Starmer and his cronies in the “Health Care System” have decided to “withhold” their data on COVID jab linked excess deaths in order to … wait for it … “Avoid bereaved “distress or anger” (https://www.telegraph.co.uk/politics/2025/11/15/government-withholding-data-covid-jab-link-excess-deaths/)!  That must be some VERY interesting Data, but somehow I doubt that withholding the info will reduce the “distress or Anger”. 

Amen

Please join us in our recessional on page 3 of your hymnal “O Lord Please Don’t Burn Us” second verse. 

Oh Please don’t lightly

poach us,  Or Baste us with hot fat,

Don’t fricassee or roast us,    Or boil us in a vat,

And please don’t stick thy servants, Lord,  In a Rotissomat. 

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