When I was a young girl I was told that if I wanted to go to heaven, all I had to be was good and a few other things. I took being good very seriously.
Being dunked wasn't so bad. I held my breath while Pastor Moneymaker held me under water, thereby gaining me access to heaven. But I lost admission the very next day by committing one of the seven deadly sins. It was Monday, Christmas break, and I just felt like doing nothing but lying on the sofa all day long watching cartoons and eating Milk Duds. I was a dud and a lazy, good-for-nothing, sloth-- one of the deadly sins. Getting into heaven is not going to be as easy as I thought.
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