On Sunday, the two-hundred-and-some-odd constituents gathered at Christ United Methodist Church engaged in a ten-second act of collective idolatry. That most of us neither intended to be idolaters, nor were even vaguely aware we were doing so is not the issue; quite apart from what we intended or understood, we began our time together with an act of worship directed toward a false god. Our blissful ignorance, far from being an excuse, is simply a sign that we have lost the capacity rightly to name the deity upon whom we are ultimately dependent.