Yesterday, I went on a road trip to Western Maryland with my dog, this man, his dog, and his boyfriend. I will be here for a week, during which I expect to do nothing but 1) eat and 2) give thanks that I live in a place not littered with signs informing me that Jesus paid my sin bill.
Wow — Jesus must be LOADED!
Be sure to send him a Thank-You card before you go back home…lol
Whenever I see a sign or hear someone say “Jesus died for you,” I automatically think, “Well, I didn’t ask him to.” Rather presumptuous of him, if you ask me.
One day, Jesus and I were having cocktails and He spilled His cosmopolitan on my suit. He paid for my dry cleaning bill.
Jesus will pay for my sins? Wow, that could make a serious dent in my credit card bill.
Can I just get drug dealers and rent boys to bill him direct?
What if you arent a christian ?
Jalal, I think then Jesus just wants us to burn in hell. You can’t expect him to save everyone, can you?
Hug your doggie for me 🙂