This has been making the rounds of my Facebook friends:
“A woman was asked by a coworker, ‘What is it like to be a Christian?’
The coworker replied, ‘It is like being a pumpkin.’ God picks you from the patch, brings you in, and washes all the dirt off of you. Then He cuts off the top and scoops out all the yucky stuff. He removes the seeds of doubt, hate, and greed. Then He carves you a new smiling face and puts His light inside of you to shine for all the world to see.’
This was passed on to me by another pumpkin. Now it’s your turn to pass it to other pumpkins. ”
Now we’ll pass by the utter stupidity and unlikelihood of anyone asking someone, “What’s it like to be Christian?”, because that’s not something that the Mainstream Majority gets asked. We know what the Majority’s like. There’s no need to ask. Period.
However, the Dr. Frankenstein-zombie-ness of the rest of the tale — anyone ELSE horrified by this unintentional Nightmare Fuel? (“Hey, God cuts off the top of your head, scoops out your guts and carves your skull into a happy smiling face! Wheeee!!”)