Last night I was reading this bit from "Moby Dick" (which always reminds me of Heathers) and it fell open to this bit, how crazy is this? This is the Presbyterian Ishmael speaking:
What is worship?—to do the will of God—THAT is worship. And what is the will of God?—to do to my fellow man what I would have my fellow man to do to me—THAT is the will of God. Now, Queequeg is my fellow man. And what do I wish this Queequeg would do to me?
My heart started hurting again reading that, because our church is Presbyterian and our new worship vision that was written as a precursor to the music guy's firing starts "What is worship?" And now our community and congregation are dispersed and in great pain. Sad face sad face sad face.