There'll be no more **** in this parish
A conversation the other night with The Curate.
C: I gave the folk choir a copy of Cardinal Arinze's letter on the sacred tetragrammaton last week.
Me: Really? I bet that went down well. What did they say?
C: [adopts adolescent Weegie accent] "Whassat? Have they naethin' better tae dae in Rome?"
Me: What did you say?
C: I told them making sure we worship God the right way is about as good a job as it gets.
Me: So what next?
C: Well, there'll be no more **** in this parish
Those of you who are parents will recognise what's at play with the use of YHWH in a certain type of hymn over the last few decades. When your kids reach a certain age (6ish?) and know your christian name, its use is usually a prelude to an act of mischief and/or disobedience. That would certainly seem to be the case in the liturgy in the works of Haagen Daas (or whoever)