My mother was a big fan of praising the lord. I just don’t get all of the hullabaloo about religion. Never have. Probably never will.
I was saved in high school and college a few times by a family member who loved me, but it never took. In fact, I have a couple of really fabulous born-again siblings. Love them. Plan to be with them in eternity.
But, if I don’t get in to their eternity, where will I go?
I wonder how that whole thing works. Does the bible really say that I have to be a born again to get “in”? I thought I let go of needing to be in the “in” crowd in high school. I’m really more about “GLEE” than I am about speaking in tongues.
Will we all be separated in the great beyond? Will I get to hang with my Bahai friend? Will I get to have fully loaded, gluten filled fish and chips with my quaker friend?
Isn’t saying someone won’t get into heaven because they have the wrong relationship with God a little like saying that if you aren’t drinking Pepsi, it really isn’t a soda? I think it is just some kind of strange advertising scheme.
Having a life-threatening illness is complicated enough. I think I’m “in”. I think God has a special place at the table for people with Tick Borne Illnesses.
I’m not worried.