I guess this is the day that all *christians* (i.e. fundy’s and whacko’s) fear the most: 06/06/06=666. I guess I’m not too concerned with it because I think it would be a
great time to have a *mock the devil* party…or any kinda party for that matter.
On one of the Kustom bike sites I frequent, they were talking about having a ride tonight and dressing up like satan and doing *evil* things. My initial thoughts were *hey, that’s not right, that’s celebrating the devil!* And then I thought, it isn’t really like they are celebrating him or evil, they just want an excuse to dress up stupid, ride bikes and drink alot. There isn’t anything inherently evil in THAT I suppose.
I think sometimes we give Beelzebubba too much credit and too much face time. In the end, Jesus wins and I need to remind myself of that. The more credit I give him, the more credit he’ll take. Screw him! The Holy Spirit supplies me with satan-defeating power, so what do I really have to worry about. He is more an annoyance than anything.
So, in the end, what do we have to fear?
Hey Bud, let’s party!
