Last night I performed Transfigurations-Transgressing Gender in the Bible at Imago Dei Metropolitan Community Church in Glen Mills, PA (about 15 miles outside of Philly). I had a diverse audience of about 45 people -- college students, Quakers, straight, bi, trans and lesbian, young and old. I took my time with the piece maintaining a gentle meditative pace. For the ending when I reveal the identity of the narrator, I had instructed the light tech to dim the lights. Then as the closing music swelled, I asked her to raise the lights to their brigthest intensity. With the music playing, I exited. Always (up until last night) at this point the audience applauds, I wait 5 seconds then come out to take a bow. Last night I exited and then nothing. No one clapped. They sat quietly as the music played. I stood back stage puzzled, baffled. Now what do I do? Wait? Go out anyway? And I wondered for a moment, Did they hate it? Did I confuse them? Offend them? Bore them into a coma? After what ...
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Seriously Marvin, this is not the best way to share the Gospel. Chick tracts are nasty, unforgiving, and if you want my laymans opinion, unchristian, too.
By the way, what happened to your last prophesy? Where's your wife? Obviously it wasn't Soon, so where is she?
When I was a fundamentalist, charismatic, evangelical, conservative, Republican, I adored Chick tracts. I used them all the time. They seemed gutsy, hard hitting, honest, at least to my world view at the time.
I never got into the violently anti-Catholic ones though. My sweet grandmother did not seem like an agent of Satan.
Jerry