A few minutes before the Christmas services start, townspeople are sitting in their pews and talking. Suddenly, Satan appears at the front of the church. Everyone starts screaming and running for the front entrance, trampling each other in a frantic effort to get away from evil incarnate.
Soon everyone has exited the church except for one elderly gentleman who sits calmly in his pew without moving, seemingly oblivious to the fact that God’s ultimate enemy was in his presence.
Satan walks up to the old man and says: “Do you know who I am?”
The man replies: “Yep, sure do.”
“Aren’t you afraid of me?” Satan asks.
“Nope, sure ain’t,” the man replies.
“Do you realize I can kill you with a word?” Satan asks.
“I don’t doubt it for a minute,” the old man replies in an even tone.
“Do you know that I could cause you profound, horrifying, physical AGONY... for all eternity?” Satan persists.
“Yep,” the man calmly replies.
“And you’re still not afraid?” Satan asks.
“Nope.”
More than a little perturbed, Satan asks: “Well, why aren’t you afraid of me?”
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