Recently the 9th in line for the British-Australian-Canadian-New Zealand crown decided to have a flash wedding to marry her beer-pushing boyfriend.
Apart from being a preening display of wealth and mates-with-the-flash-in-the-pan famous, it demonstrated to me a manipulation of Christian faith.
I was insulted by the contrast of the lavishness with the use of the church (which was also attended by rather over-lavish frippery). Nothing seemed to connect with the self-emptying of Christ.
Now we've got to put up with the 6th in line for the throne wandering around Australia being feted for nothing.
Prince...a good name for a dog (I note our Creator in the OT warned Israel of the danger of princes).
I'm on Cromwell's side!