It's an invitation to the grand opening of The Rising church's (or maybe it's not capitalized, and "rising" is just employed as an adjective to describe the church? I don't know) Jonestown-style complex on Easter Sunday. I shouldn't have made that Jonestown reference. It was kind of funny though. But The Rising is probably not a cult. They do seem to like the rock and roll, though. What is most interesting about this is the handwriting on the envelope the invitation came in:
It looks kind of like grandma handwriting to me. But not that of either of my grandmas. So out there somewhere is someone else's grandma who cares enough about me to invite me to a new church. And also she goes to a rock and roll church, that puts an emphasis on avoiding "boredom, irrelevancy and judgment" (the rock music ought to help with that - also, isn't the concept of judgment at the core of Christianity? Isn't that why we're all being so good? I may be taking this out of context). Kidz church, indeed.
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