Now, now magdalene… It’s a perfectly good story, it just needs a few little…tweaks
Oooh, for example…
Imagine this happening to you
One Sunday morning during service, a 2,000 member congregation was surprised to see two men enter, both covered from head to toe in black and carrying sub-machine guns.
One of the men proclaimed, “Anyone willing to take a bullet for Christ remain where you are.”
Immediately, the members of the choir grabbed their loved ones and fled, the deacons grabbed the children in the audience and left, and most of the congregation helped the elderly and the handicapped out in a careful orderly manner so that no one was hurt when 1,980 people tried to leave the church all at once.
Out of the 2,000 there only remained around 20. The man who had spoken took off his hood, looked at the remaining 20 and shot them dead. As their blood stained the floor of the Chapel, the gunman turned to his companion who was looting the corpses and said “What morons!”
And the two men turned and walked out where they were promptly killed by a mob of angry, armed church-goers who’d gotten their shotguns and rifles from their pick-up trucks and cars and set up an ambush in the vague hope that the gunmen would be stupid enough to leave through the front door.
The moral of the story is: Just because someone tells you “It’s for Christ” doesn’t mean that you should believe them. Christ wants you to think. Blindly taking dares or passing on bad information like moralistic but idiotic stories because someone say to do so in Christ’s name is not only not biblical, it’s just dumb.
Funny how simple it is for people to blindly obey when others mention God … and then wonder why the world’s going to hell.
Funny how everyone wants to go to heaven provided they do not have to think. Or is it scary? Funny how someone can say “I believe in God” but but not have the courage to live for him. Imagine how Satan might be laughing: “I just saw a bunch of nitwits get shot because someone mentioned Jesus’s name! What a hoot!”
Funny how I can be more worried about what other people think of me than what God thinks of me, since God wouldn’t want me to die for no reason.
See? Much better?