For many the deep philosphical questions of life can be daunting. What happens when we die? Am I going to heaven? Where do babies come from? and Do I look fat?, all seem unaswerable. Until now.
A new test has been created that can instantly tell you wether or not your going to heaven. Through the answering of ten simple questions this new test determines your eternal destiny. It also features commentary by Left Behind star Kirk Cameron, chock full of useful insight, like letting people know they are “blasphemers” or that they are God’s “enemy” and he hates them.
To take the test follw the following steps:
- Visit http://www.wayofthemaster.com/wotm_flash.html.
- When asked if you are a Christian answer no**
- Ask yourself “Am I good enough to go to heaven?
- Follow the helpful instructions of Kirk Cameron
- Take notice of the important words highlighted like angry, hell, or guilty.
**The adminstrator of this site is of the opinion that answering no to this question does not disqualify you from entering heaven, but play at your own risk.
I don’t usually like to get personal here but there has been some events leading up to this post that I believe warrant what I am going to share today.
Growing up in a household with 6 brothers wasn’t always the “fun” that everyone thinks it was. There were hard times. One multiple accounts we had powdered milk with our cereal, at breakfast. I specifically recall one instance where my mother added water to the Whole Milk to make it go all the way around. If that’s not enough; It wasn’t till the age of 7 till I had my first Happy Meal.
I “thought” raising 7 boys was expensive and that was the reason I only had what I wanted approx 21% of the time. Well, I was wrong. It turns out, my parents were making money on the side and in the most despicable way.
On a recent trip to Michaels for some art supplies and other hobby/craft items, I was walking through the frame isle as I do every time, and I spotted a familiar picture. Upon further discrimination, I realized why the picture seemed so familiar. It was a picture of me as a child being held by my mother. Once I got past the immature feelings of stardom, disgust settled in. My parents had been making millions off me and my brothers by selling placeholder images for picture frames.
I bought the frame and scanned in the photo and am posting it here in the hope my parents will see it and apologize.
