Pet Peeve Dept
It's September now and time for all of those religious institutes that don't believe in Purgatory to start trolling for money so they can "remember" my loved ones on All Souls Day.
I got my second oh-so-sweet appeal today. There are seven pieces in this mailing and not one mention of the word "Purgatory" anywhere. Or suffering souls, for that matter. Everyone, immediately upon expiration, seems to have toddled along happily right into heaven.
So . . . what exactly do these people think they're praying for?
Labels: Eschatology without anxiety