Friday is wacky story day, as considering that I’m sitting in Baton Rouge wearing a wedding ring and a snow-covered Saints championship hat, I’m feeling in a wacky mood and this story is perfect for today.
In Brooklyn, one may enlist the services of the Death Bear. What does the Death Bear do? Well, if you have suffered a painful breakup,
In other words, Death Bear is a guy who dresses up in a black and takes things that people obviously want to get rid of. Kinda like Tracy porter.
Anyway, I though of this an interesting example of the need for priesthood in our society. We need someone to offer up our sacrifices and take away our pains, but instead of looking to Christ the high priest or ordained priests, we now have “Death Bear.” It’s amusing and yet depressing the lengths people go to to try to fill their need for Christ without Christ.
Even so, I’m going to call up Death Bear and see if he’s available to go to Joshua’s house and take his Vikings stuff away so he can begin the healing process.