I’m going to share your note with my fellow Presbyterian church-ladies. We’re our church’s enforcers. We tell teens to not look at their phones during the sermon. We advise the pastor to meet the teens halfway by shortening it. But we reserve our most lethal raised eyebrows and disapproving tones for holier-than-thou hypocrites. So they’ll appreciate what you said, Frank. And the sharp writing you used to say it.

By the way, we, too, believe the Almighty has a fine sense of humor. One can’t be loving without also being able to laugh.

That said, my gal-pals have kept me at arm’s length lately when we walk out of the sanctuary after Sunday services. They think I pushed the envelope with this piece. No, they don’t really believe God would smite me with a lightning bolt. But they wonder if I may wake up some morning with a plague of locusts in my granny panties.