The minister delivers his sermon;
"We must live righteously,
So that when we die
We shall be absorbed into the glorious goo that is God."
The next week, at the direction of the diocese,
The minister condemns the left-handed.
"The left-handed threaten what is right,
And if we do not stand for what is right
There shall be nothing left."
Some of the left-handed attend camps
Hoping to be made right-handed;
Others gather among themselves
Identified by a secret (left-handed) handshake.
The congregation throws rocks through their windows or prays for them,
Rolling on the floor.
This goes on for years.
Eventually they all die and are absorbed back into the welcoming warm goo that is God.
"She doesn't even have hands!" they exclaim, flabbergasted.
They all feel pretty dumb then.
But, stuffed within Her love like raisins in a roll,
They are too happy