Why I'm not God

If I were God, every parent who doesn't, bare minimum, make sure their kids are in Church on Sunday, would go to Hell if their children never find salvation. Yes, I know, nothing in the Bible requires us to be at every church service, but, as with life in general, we know when we're not doing our Christian duty.

Yes, most parents work and things like vacations come up, but you who don't do right by your children know who you are. You're the ones I pass on the way to church who have sixty-three kids in your front yard and you're sitting there on your lawn chair drinking beer without a care in the world. You're the ones who are out walking, jogging or riding in the opposite direction of the church. Your the ones who don't have time for church, yet you do have time for movies, the lake, hunting, ball games and a plethora of other distractions.

So, I suppose it's a good thing that I'm not God. I'd make a bigger mess than Bruce in "Bruce Almighty." (Now, that movie is one for another blog.)