Some jokes are unfit for children, clergy, men, women, musicians, and just about any other category one might imagine. Sometimes when people inhabit deep inside an enclave, they are unaware of such distinctions.
So, this image above has been making the social media rounds. This, and a few others with variations on weaponry size and color. One liturgist friend posted it with the puzzler: how many liturgical errors can you spot? (I don’t even want to go there.)
I’ve read of many bishops and theologians expressing concerns that worship in the time of pandemic be faithful to the qualities of dignity, appropriateness, physical safety, and good theology that reflect more of what we believe and less of our personal feelings about a higher cause. There are other bigger issues about which to get on a soapbox and preach. But this image deserves a dollop of criticism.
People I know are still waiting for church funerals. We lost a choir member this past weekend. It is likely that when the family is able to schedule a memorial Mass, her closest friends will not yet be allowed to exercise the ministry they shared with the lady. There is no fodder for humor in that.