Children laugh with anticipation. Stockings are hung with joy. Chestnuts roast on an open fire. Sleigh bells jingle. A list is checked twice. “Ho, ho, ho!” Happy Hanukah! Happy Kwanzaa! Happy Winter Solstice! Happy Holidays! BAH, HUMBUG!!! It’s Christmas time and I’m going to do something about it. I’ve got a radical idea. Subversive even.
“So what do you think?” I asked the the cashier at Petsmart as I purchased a bottle of dog ear cleaner. “Huh?” Rachel answered. “Do you think dogs go to Heaven?” “Oh Heaven. Definitely!” “Then what about people?” I continued. “Oh I don’t know. That’s up to them.” “What about you?” “I don’t know, really…”
As I entered the doors of Target I asked two very serious security guards where I might find an item. Of course, I also had to ask my favorite question, “If you were to die today, would you go to Heaven or Hell?” “Hell,” said Sid. “Heaven,” said Daniel. “Why are you going to Hell,
I wanted to see who was truly thankful last week, why, and to whom. So I asked a few people and got a variety of answers… At Joe’s I asked the waitress, “What are you thankful for?” She looked surprised and didn’t answer. When she came back I asked her the same question. She replied,
Sometimes a whole day can pass by without any opportunities to give the Gospel to an unbeliever because I’m holed up in the office or inside my home. What should I do then? I could shout on a street corner, “REPENT!” Then duck for cover… I could force a conversation with my neighbor: “Hi Bill.