Then I repented my sins, and submitted to Christ.
And all of that before 10:30am.
Yes, I became a godparent for the first time today, to little Mark Dylan, and I am immensely proud to have been asked. I will do my duty to the absolute best of my ability.
The standing in church bit was a little weird, as you might imagine, but the words didn't get stuck in my throat, I wasn't suddenly consumed in a column of flame, and I managed to avoid getting an attack of the giggles.
All of which leads me to one of two conclusions:
- There is no God. Whatever I do is up to me, and I can - must! - adhere to my own moral code.
- There is a God. And He approves totally of what I am, and what I do, according to my own moral code.
The happy fact about these two conclusions, is that I'll be continuing as I am.