Now, I got nothing against the Bible or prayer or any of that, understand. But I don’t go for tricking someone into a relationship with God. He gave us a brain and a choice and I aim to use them. But I’ll get there when I get there, and not because me and my buddies got liquored up on some pretty girls and ended up toasting marshmallows and being saved.
I went to church when I was a kid, and the pastor said if you asked Jesus to save you, you will go to heaven. So I asked — every night, as I wasn’t sure if it was a one shot deal or a repetition kind of thing. I didn’t get no answer, but I asked with all my heart, and I think God takes care of kids with a heart. So as far as I can tell, I already been saved.
It’s been a long time since then, and I can probably use a little more saving, if you know what I mean. But I know how to ask: I just ain’t ready yet. When I do ask I want to do it full-on like a kid, and my heart’s been otherwise occupied until now, which is why we met up with those girls in the first place.
Things didn’t work out quite how they planned. One of my buddies got out with his immorality intact. But the other one did get straight up converted, and as far as I can tell, it done him good. As for me, well I jumped feet first into marriage before and my wife left me, so I ain’t ready to jump feet first in with God.
I know a lot of Bible speakers will say God won’t leave me, and I reckon that’s true. But if so, he never left me from when I was a kid and he’ll take me back someday. Just like the prodigal son.
Some may say I better set things right, because I could be hit by a bus tomorrow. Well, if my time on earth is through, I guess I fulfilled my duties and so God already thinks me worthy of a spot in the afterlife. And if it’s all just about me choosing every day to thank God to be part of this world, well then it has to be my choice, don’t it?
So all’s I’m saying is don’t rush me. If I get born again, it will be ’cause of my own free will.

