About a week ago, my coworkers and I were getting drinks and the conversation lead to religion. Well, it was on a religious topic for a moment. I’m not quite sure the intention of why it was brought up.
One guy, apparently not fond of his Christian upbringing was very adamant against the idea that those who had not heard of Jesus Christ are already damned. I didn’t think it was the time or the place to share my beliefs for every one had some type of alcoholic beverage and I wondered if anything I would say would be remembered.
At any rate, the subject moved to repetition of certain things like the rosary or the Lord’s Prayer. “Why do I have to say it ten times?” the guy asked. “Can He not hear me the first time?”
I was reminded of the story I heard about a teenager, probably, who had written the Lord’s Prayer onto a card. Before jumping into bed he would place a hand on the card and say “You can read.”
I don’t exactly like the idea of repeating things over and over. It feels like a chant. Chants I associate with satanic rituals like séances.
I suppose everything is somehow a twisted version of the truth. Or every lie is laden with truth.
Posted by Michael at October 19, 2003 09:00 AM