So I answer the door, and a woman with a Bible asks if I've found Jesus. Seriously Chirstians, why can't you keep track of him? I don't know here he is. He's not behind the couch, that's for sure... I get dragged to his house by my parents. Funny, its his house, but he's never there! Just some guy in a suit telling me what to do with my life and what my values should be.
The way Christians act, its no wonder that Jesus keeps getting lost and you have your nation wide manhunt to find him again. Maybe if you weren't such hateful biggots, he'd let you find him instead of you asking everyone if they found him.
I told the lady I did not find Jesus, and when she started giving me a hell fire and brimstone sermon, I closed the door. It was then that I heard the voice of Jesus himself, speaking to my heart. He said "Is she gone?"
2006-12-05
14:45:31
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