There’s been some headlines the last few days about the impending passing of the Reverend Fred Phelps, founder of the Westboro Baptist Church.
In case you aren’t familiar, this is the Kansas “church” that protests the funerals of fallen servicemen and women indicating their deaths are a result of God’s punishment of America for acceptance of homosexuality.
The above image is that of a member of the Phelps family.
Obviously, the Baptist Church has tried to distance themselves from Rev. Phelps for quite some time. And with good reason.
If you read the linked article above, you read that Phelps has been excommunicated from the church. One can only wonder what he may have done that would cause the church he founded to sever ties with him.
I speculate as he approached his ultimate passing, he may have reconsidered some of his points of view and how he chose to invest his time on earth. But that’s just my guess.
I have no doubt that if there is a funeral, it will not be publically announced for obvious reasons.
But let’s pretend that’s not the case. Let’s pretend the funeral location and time is announced in the national media.
What would be the appropriate public response?
After a few moments of imagining protesters and signs and people with their backs to the funeral procession; shouts to the family and pushy reporters looking for comment I do believe I have come up with the best possible public reaction the the passing of The Rev Phelps:
An empty church.
An empty church with the minister on duty nervously checking his watch, while what family mourners do attend whisper under their breath as to where everyone might be.
A police security line in a one block radius of the church, watching as people casually go about their daily business, oblivious to what the cops are doing there.
And a country moving forward with the only emotion being one of remiss as to how sad it must be to lie on one’s deathbed with the country breathing a sigh of relief that you’re finally almost dead.
Today’s Gay Agenda: Westboro Baptist Church, you were a buzzing fly and an annoying distraction to the gay community. Gays didn’t care what you thought.
However, the pain and suffering you caused mothers and fathers; grandmas and grandpas, brothers and sisters mourning the senseless loss of young men and women in their family is about as close to unforgiveable as one could get.
Reverend Phelps, it’s my wish your next life brings all that you richly deserve.