I was the Pastor of Spiritual Formation at a church, but I was really old. My hair and beard were a lot longer than they are now and had gone all white, too. I was wearing a comfortable Harris Tweed suit w/vest and a nifty bow tie. I was also wearing a scarf. Think Gandalf meets Oxford professor from the 1950s. Anyhow, I also had this cool wooden cane/scepter. I would point it at people and shout (in the nicest way) GLORIEAL! This would be accompinied by a quick flash of lightening and the loudest thunderclap ever. But no one was hurt -- on the contrary, they were all rather blissed out afterwards. It was obviously a very good thing!
GLORIEAL!
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