Wednesday, July 05, 2006

“The wages of sin are death, but after taxes are taken out, it's just a tired feeling.” - Paula Poundstone



We went to a park to watch fireworks last night. We and about 10,000 other people of Prescott Valley. I walked past a guy handing out oversized $100 bills that had a nice little message on the back. After reading it I would have cried if I hadn't know better. Apparently I am a murder, rapist, a fornicator and whatever else you might fit in here unless... I confess my sins to God and put your faith in Jesus Christ. If I do not I will burn forever.
Funny, I don't recall ever hearing those words come out of Jesus' mouth. They have no idea who my Father really is.