Kelly Osborne – why, I don’t know where to begin in describing him other than to say he was a pastor’s pastor. They don’t come better than Kelly Osborne. I miss him. He died about five years after I arrived at Wedgewood Church in 1989.
No person may be more responsible for Wedgewood being a liberal church than Kelly. He had a sharp mind and a sharp tongue. Kelly would put you in your place real quick. When we had some choir members not exactly wild about doing a joint Martin Luther King, Jr. service Kelly got on the phone and I didn’t hear a whimper – I didn’t hear a whimper after Kelly went into action. He was a leader. A great person.
Kelly sporadically talked to me about the damn, rotting fish. I consistently looked at him with a question mark on my face.
“Damn, rotting fish?
After a year of me not getting the point, Kelly handed me a copy of What Are We Going To Do With All These Rotting Fish?” and Seven Other Short Plays for Church and Community, edited by Norman Habel. Here are some excerpts from the play by Richard Urdahl, a play which picks up on Jesus calling fisherman and Jesus talking about his disciples becoming fisherpeople of people. These excerpts are from different parts of the play. After reading the play, I got Kelly’s point.
What are we going to do with all these damn fish?
What are we going to do with all these damn, rotting fish?
What are we going to do with all thse damn, rotting, stinking fish?
We’re stuck with two boat loads of piscatorial putrescence!
Here I thought that the Big Man was giving us all the fixens for a real slam-bang fish fry!
Have you forgotten who really caught these fish?
The stench from that pile of rotten fish is too great!
I wonder what he was trying to say through these fish?
May all clergy have a Kelly Osborne in their life! Amen.