
Tell us your stories of churches and religion (or lack thereof). Let the smiting begin!
Question suggested by Supersonic Electronic
( , Thu 19 Mar 2009, 15:00)
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When I were a wee tot of about 4 years old, I ran dangerously into a busy road to get to the other side. My mother, aghast with fear and anger, quizzed me, 'Why did you just do that?'
'Because Jesus saves little children', I said with the dumb confidence of a small unknowing child.
Sunday school stopped from then on.
( , Mon 23 Mar 2009, 1:55, 1 reply)

...you're confusing Jesus with Batman. Of course, if Jesus had a Jesusmobile, a Jesuscave, and a utility belt, I might be a Christian today.
( , Mon 23 Mar 2009, 12:01, closed)
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