That’s weird. Something similar happened to me the other night. My friend called, said that she had a hard day, wanted to come out for a glass of wine. It was a nice night. So, we sat on the front porch. A good friend, wine, chocolate, what more could you ask for? We reminisced and laughed, but as the night drew on, she skillfully turned the conversation to spiritual things. She too, wanted to know how strong my convictions were. I thought I knew her but I didn’t know everything. She was… a…a…Christian. She talked about the supernatural, covenants, and immortality. It was pretty crazy.
She said that if I promised to worship and serve him eternally, he’d prepare a place for me, and grant me forever lasting life. I’d be…get this…immortal. She said he was the owner of many mansions, and had more riches than I could ever imagine, cities of pure gold and precious stones.
Oh, Really? :bugeye:
Yep, and you don’t have to sign anything. It’s an oral contract. All you have to do is repent, believe that he raised Jesus from the dead, give him complete control over your life, and accept his promise. There are a few more rules, but don’t worry, there are plenty of people to guide you. Oh, she said, I almost forgot, he’s very mysteries, and probably won’t reveal himself to you until you die.
There is one little catch, though. He wants you to renounce this world. If you love anything more than him, you are not worthy. It’s easy once you realize that the eternal is more important than anything temporal. You can’t serve two masters. You cannot be devoted to both God and the world at the same time. You see, he's gets a little jealous from time to time. If you don’t accept his invitation, you’ll wish that you were never born.
Well, are you ready to serve him and accept the gift of eternal life?
What I'm saying is: this is not a surreal or hypothetical scenario, it happens every goddamn day.
Oh well, the wine was good. :mufc: