As you may recall, I had an awkward experience with an evangelist handing out "Granola bars for Jesus". Well, here's one of his "teammates", although he only asks if you want granola, and slips the church invitation with it as a flyer. He was also polite and non-forceful, but I still didn't want a granola.
Granola Bars, Jesus, Salvation: Part Deux
Granola Bars, Jesus, Salvation
I really wish I captured this on film, but I just had a weird exchange. I was offered a "Granola Bar for Jesus" (although the wrapper clearly said Quaker Oats). Free of charge. And, in the vein of the childhood lesson 'Never take candy from strangers", I declined. Said obvious cult worker, "You can't take a granola for Jesus even though he took on sin for you? May God have mercy on your hell bound soul". Wow.
Because I simply did not desire a bar made of grains, oats, granola, and possibly tasty high fructose corn syrup (as if such a manufactured ingredient would ever be 'divine'), my soul is now devoid of any light and damned to Hell. Regardless of the fact that said cultist didn't even know what religion I practice, if any. What a lesson I've learned as I hurriedly scurry along to work, late after a bout of annoying, grueling insomnia.
Hope you enjoyed this tidbit. I now go to work... Have a good one.
