The State Of My Soul


Okay, I realize that this may sound like religion bashing, but it's not. Just hear me out...

About half way home from work, I notice a little slip of paper stuck under my driver-side wiper. I usually don't notice these things until I'm about halfway home (the curse of being mildly unobservant).

Anyway, I get home and pull out the paper and guess what it says? "Jesus loves you. It's not too late for you. We're praying for you."

Okay... First of all, WHATEVER!!!! It's nice and all that they some how "know" that Jesus is praying for the "salvation" of my soul. I have no problem with that.

But to tell me that it's not too late to turn back from the path I've chosen?!?!?! Who the hell do people think they are??? Who's path did they expect me to choose? Their's? I don't think so. I have about as much business walking their path as an elephant has in my bathroom.

And yet, still people think that there is only one true path that everyone must follow or else they are damned and cursed to be tormented forever in a place of eternal fire and whatever... Oh please! The day things are that black and white is the day I give up all remaining hope for the human race, as a whole.

So what if the back of my car wears a little black sticker which says "Protected by witchcraft?" Is that wrong? If I thought so, that sticker would be proudly displayed on the back of my car!!

So here's my outcry to all those people who are so busy trying to drive me onto one of their chosen paths... Oh wait, I forgot... for those people, there's only ONE path. How silly of me. Anyway, my outcry is this: LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!

Go bug someone else! You'll probably get something similar to my response, but hey! Maybe, after a few more rejections, you'll actually take the hint. I don't want to be "converted," as you say. I like myself just as I am and I don't need to be "saved" from being me.



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