Actually, he had taken on the form of that TV evangelist John Hagee. It was pretty frightening. “What on earth?” I said.
“Making a list,” he said. “Be quiet or face the wrath of God.”
Well I certainly didn’t want to risk that, so I sat on the couch and waited until he had finished a thought.
“There,” he said. “That should about do it.” He looked up at me.
“Complete my list of forbidden customers—ones that good Christian salespeople can no longer serve.” He studied the screen for a second, and started typing again. “Divorcees,” he said.
“You’re making a list,” I said, “of people that Christians can’t serve?”
“The Conference commissioned me,” he said. “Badly needed now. Badly needed. Lots of sin going on in these end-times.”
“And the point is?”
He grimaced. “Can’t risk a good Christian selling goods or services to the wicked and damned,” he said. “Might be contagious. Just like those ‘homo-weddings’ that the Bible wouldn’t allow.”
“You mentioned divorcees,” I said.
“Oh yes. Hell a lot of those wicked folks running around wanting to do business with the sanctified.”
“Don’t you read your Bible? Christ was real clear about that.” He pointed to a large-print Bible belonging to my mother-in-law. “Right there in Matthew Nine, ‘I tell you that anyone who divorces his wife, except for sexual immorality, and marries another woman commits adultery.’ Christ himself said it then, and I’m telling you now,” he said with a smug expression, “we can’t have us godly folks serving such base sinners.”
“Jesus never married,” I said, “so he didn’t have to face that possibility.”
“Never married,” he said. “Neither did any of those who traveled with him. They were, uh, celibate.”
“I see,” I said. “Anyone else on your list?”
“Well,” he said, “Pharisees. Jesus didn’t much care for them.”
“So your people shouldn’t serve Jews.”
“Just the Rabbis,” he said. “The others are okay.” He thought for a moment, “Besides, we need to keep them alive until we need them.”
I let this one go. “And the rich?”
“What about them?”
“I seem to remember,” I said, “that Jesus was pretty hard on the rich.”
“Oh,” he said. “That’s all taken out of context and overblown. Besides … they’re the ones with the money. Can’t quit serving us, … I mean … them.”
“Anyone who has ever made fun of a bald-headed man?”
“Yes,” he said excitedly as he began pounding on the computer again. “Thanks.”
“Let’s get back to this adultery thing,” I said.
“Let’s,” he said.
“So any couple who may have lived together before marriage or …,” I struggled with the words.
“Played the little ‘in-out’ game before they got hitched,” he said, laughing.
“Quite,” I said.
The laugh went away. “No can serve,” he said.
“Uh,” I said, “isn’t that pretty strict?”
“The Bible is the Bible,” he said. “I don’t make the rules. It says that if you can’t go without sex—absolutely can’t go without it for another day—you have to get married to do it, but you shouldn’t anyway because there isn’t a lot of time for such nonsense before the world ends.”
“When was that said, and by whom?”
“Um,” he said, looking at his notes, “About two thousand years ago. Paul said it, or maybe it was his partner Timothy. They traveled together and their notes got mixed.”
“Now look,” he said, “If you’re going to be a thorn in my side, you can just leave.”
“Oh no,” I said. “I’m terribly interested. Just what are you calling your list?”
“Ah,” he said. “I have chosen a wonderful name: ‘A Holy Omissions List for Evangelist Salespeople.'”
“Oh my,” I said.
“Yes,” he said, “I call it my AHOLES list.”
I didn’t say another word.
|I just don't understand why some people think Jesus|
wouldn't like rich folks. This man is rich and he
claims Jesus loves him a lot. - C.W.
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