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My aunt-in-law to my infant nephew before his baptism, "Today we're going to get your name put in a very special book in heaven."
I was a bit taken aback. There's a fucking book? God can't just remember who got baptised?
The presiding pastor, "Some shit about the infant having lived in sin since conception (and thus implicitly being hellbound if he happened to die prior to his baptism)."
Apparently the two that were miscarried before him are in hell. I really wanted to raise my hand and be dismissively confrontational, but then i remembered that i wasn't in high school and would probably have to get along with my sister in law's family for a while so i just caught my mom's eye and we shared a disappointed shudder.
I don't object to theism in its most general sense, but i have yet to find more than a few actual representations of it that don't in some way make me want to vomit.
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