This is what blogs were meant to be, in my
humble opinion. Deep thoughts from people you would never have heard of before
the network of blogs came into existence. This is about as authentic and
gripping as any spiritual journey I've read lately.
"I was in a pickle. Hell sounded
miserable, so I didn’t want to go there. My family and I had gone
occasionally to a Methodist church, and THAT was miserable too. I didn’t
want to go there either. In fact, on the misery scale in my 10-year-old
head, church and hell were a dead heat. Church won because the misery lasted
only a half a day, whereas hell was supposedly a lot longer. On the other
hand, hell was a long way off and church was coming up in a few days."
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