Tuesday, July 18, 2006

To be Saved or Not to be Saved

Every morning at the top of the escalator at Grand Central Station there is a person handing out religious pamphlets. Every morning the person handing them out doesn't offer one to me. Now even if they did stick their hand out, I wouldn't take one, but I can't help but wonder why I am being skipped. The person changes, but every morning with no exception, I am overlooked. Is it because I look God fearing already? Do I look too far gone to even attempt salvation? I suppose I won't worry about it until the pamphlet handers starts wearing garlic around their necks and shouting Jezebel at me.

1 comment:

seasons of the heart said...

at least they're not try to whack you over the head with it... I *WISH* they'd ignore me. My problem is I make eye contact and then it's too late.