Enter Jesus

I don't know what prompted the neighbors to load up their car and take a bunch of us kids to a childens' evalgelism service. They were certainly not the religious family on the block. But they did, for some reason.

It was in a theater setting, with a stage, not a church. And it showed me some very interesting things. First, there was this thing called "sin". They demonstrated "sin" by having a girl walk up to a boy on stage and wrench his money out of his hands. This was shockingly naughty. I never saw anyone do such a thing, but apparently they did because the people on the stage said so. They also told us that sin doesn't always show up to the normal human eye, but god ALWAYS sees it. They showed us this was so, by showing us that the girl looked normal to us, but when you took a black light and shined it on her, there was SHINY STUFF ALL OVER HER CLOTHES! 

OK, this was very surprising, and interesting. I didn't know I had sin, and that god was unhappy with me. I thought our whole relationship was him protecting me from the "Darkmanintherobinhoodhat". But apparently there was a thing called sin, and it showed up under black lights. This was something worth knowing. I thought black lights were for making posters look all bright. I vowed never to go near them again. 

But wait! There was Jesus. Jesus could take the sinthatshowsupunderblacklights away. He could clean all that stuff up, and when it didn't show anymore then god could be happy with me again and we could go back to our former arrangement of protcting me from the darkmanintherobinhoodhat. 

This seemed like a good deal. Also, I had heard of Jesus. I don't remember where from, but I vaguely remember that I felt like he liked kids and was nice. So of course I wanted Jesus. I scrambled off my seat and prayed along with the other kids to "accept Jesus into my heart." 

Phew, crisis averted.