Someone told me I’m living in the buckle of the Bible belt. I have no reason to deny that.
I suppose people feel good by going to church once a week on Sunday. I did get an invitation in my mailbox to the local Baptist church nearby. I declined the invitation.
I wake up in the middle of the night to say my prayers. It’s quiet, dark and peaceful. I’m pretty sure the Lord is on duty 24 hours a day.
