With my muck coated hands, dirt packed under my nails I held up my hands.
"The only hands I see working in my gardens are these."
Gracefully she changed the subject to the new baby chicks my hens had just hatched. She brought treats for my dog and they were much appreciated by LadyBug.
I am becoming more and more concerned at the power these christians are wielding, I have unearthed my ancient copy of The Handmaids Tale and it is so close to what is occuring now. Sure wish Hollywood would do a good re-make of this, and get it out there. Most folks in America think fundamental Christians are fringe dwellers and will settle down in time. I'm not so sure of that.
Oh and, thank you, but no... I appreciate your immediate thoughts of ways to deal with them. But no, I've got that figured out already.
But I'd like to hear what ya'll have to say on the subject of neighbors. There have got to be a few really good stories. Apartment dwellers? Suburban, or city neighborhoods?
Not about family or co-workers or just random encouters with this sort of Christian, there's forums for for those, yes.
This was first published on my blog at ThinkAthiest.
What I would like to do is make a series of posts with quotes from comments you make. Just to see where it goes. There is a lot of interest in the non-godly at moment. Let's respond.
I live in a far right state. We MUST have stories to tell.
I will also share the input from the irrational-paranoid-fear of god people. I suspect there will be humour and ample opportunity to mock.
Just an old lady learning to feed herself.
Faith (ironic yes?) Carr
North Central Florida
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