As someone who grew up Methodist, I believe I am allowed to reveal that two of the central pillars of United Methodist theology are eating and talking, preferably at the same time. The Methodists have raised the post-sermon social hour to a glorious, heavenly art form.
Here in Clackamas Hall, regardless of your beliefs, you can experience this comforting ritual for yourself. Get some pie, grab a table, and gab the day away.
I know my parents always did.
In this house of pie and healing, a sign of hope hangs on the wall. This also happens to be the title of song 237 in the Methodist hymnal.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
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