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From playing a game with some friends over at one of their houses...
First, I'm in Tulsa, and I don't know why it hit me just now, but there were two large billboards for churches on the drive back to my house - one's a quasi-Mega Church, and the other's a large Baptist one. Not unusual for Tulsa, but it got me thinking, if a church has the damn money for a billboard, why don't they spend it on something else? How many of those kids that Sally Struthers is always going on about could they fund? Any halfway houses for adults trying to get back on their feet? I personally can't believe that anyone is going to go to a church based on a billboard. Be Christian and give your money to a worthy cause without expecting anything back in return - even an opportunity to prostelyze (sp?) to whomever you're helping - God will smile on you.
Second, I heard the most God-awful Christmas song on the way home - about some little boy who was trying to buy some shoes for his mom on Christmas Eve and not having enough money, but he needed to buy them tonight because she just might "meet Jesus tonight," and she needs to look pretty for Him. "Hey, Mister Cashier! Mom's dying, and dad brought me to this store to buy her some shoes and didn't give me enough money! Merry Effin' Christmas!" What would drive a person to write such a song, and then after writing it and reading it once or twice would then drive that person to record it?
Just somethings I had to get off my chest.
TlalocW
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