My wife and I were talking religion in the hot tub the other night (I'll leave the rest to you) and I was shocked to learn that her denomination, Moravian, used grape juice and not wine for communion. Having grown up Episcopalian, I was obviously shocked and appalled. After all, what's church without booze? Less sacrilegiously, the wine, once blessed, is no longer wine, or so I had been told. That made it OK for the entire family, one of the objections Jess raised about using real wine.
The result of this conversation was a little bit of what I now know as
anthimeria. In light of this conversation, I made the quip that Episcopalians were really just Catholics who didn't believe in the Pope. I went on to say that "we don't Pope."
No Popeing allowed.
The Pope stops here.
Pope happens, but please keep it to yourself.
Does a bear Pope in the woods?
Have you been Poping?
Feel free to add your own...
I hope to add more tropes after grading! Oh, Pope!
