No Place to Go

Kind of an odd one:

At least “no place to go” implies that we’re not going to hell. It reminds me of the old Redd Foxx line, “Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday, lying in hospitals dying of nothing.”

BTW, St. Perpetua is the poster saint for faith-over-family. She was the living (and dying) embodiment of Luke 14:26, “If any one comes to me and does not hate his own father and mother and wife and children and brothers and sisters, yes, and even his own life, he cannot be my disciple.” That’s a rough example to set in today’s family oriented churches.

(image via Christian Nightmares)