I have an amusing tale to tell.
I was having a coffee outside Mars Hill Cafe in Parramatta Saturday night with fellow bloggers Paul Teusner (Fishers, Surfers and Casters) and Lindsay Cullen (Random Murmurings) when we were interrupted by a dozen girls dancing in not so fluffy Santa’s helper outfits.
It was a warm enough evening as we dipped into the coffee and conversations on blogging, emerging church, Lindsay’s move and how Paul was going with his research on Emerging Church Bloggers in Australia, and as you can imagine we were loath to have our attention drawn away from such deep discussion, but upon Paul being reassured this was all for a charitable cause, being sacrificially minded Christians, we joined in the Christmas cheer with the other patrons.
A CD was bought for $15 by one of us and all was smiles, when up came a cry, “Oh my Lord, they’re the Family, I’ve just supported the Family, I’ll be excommunicated!”
We all read the CD label and brochure and I spake, indeed, we had been flirty fished. We’ll not me, I didn’t buy anything, it wasn’t me, or at least that’s my excuse, I’m sticking to it.
Just goes to show, we don’t always get to choose when we encounter New Religious Movements, and even I get caught unawares sometimes. The irony of the location, given it’s not called Mars Hill by accident, should not be lost on the astute.
It was amusing … but then again …