Cheap Grace

(I'm hoping that cheap grace will get me into the Kingdom.)

Yesterday, I had a strange dream. My class caught me trying to put in my dentures. They started going crazy, and they began getting verbally abusive, calling me a disgusting creature. I turned to them with tears in my eyes and explained that I had been in a car accident years ago and had lost most of my teeth during a head-on collision. Their attitudes changed completely. They patted me on the back and told me what I champion I was.

The alarm sounded at 6 a.m. I drank a cup of freshly brewed coffee and read the headlines on my smartphone while taking a shit. An old farmer from the town of Pocheon owns thousands of pigs. So he hired an illegal immigrant from Thailand to help him with the daily chores. The worker suddenly died, yet the farmer never contacted the proper authorities. Instead, he dug a hole and threw the body into the ground, covering the remains with a backhoe. The police arrested the man for improper disposal of a corpse.

I ate hash browns for breakfast as I watched Fox News. The American government is thinking about banning TikTok, and this has me all hot under the collar. I know that TikTok is a tool of the Chinese government, but who the fuck is Uncle Sam to tell us what we’re allowed to watch? I’m an oldster, so I’ve never used this app in my entire life. Therefore, I have no axe to grind one way or the other. I simply get upset when right-wing nutjobs and progressive libtards treat us like we’re children. Hey, assholes! Keep your fucking hands off my social media and my porn.

My day at work went well. I talked bullshit with my high schoolers. That’s my favorite part of the job.

One of my students is named Marvin. He’s a real film buff.

I said, “Have you ever seen Kill Bill?”

He nodded. “Of course. I’m a huge fan of Quentin Tarantino. I like all his movies.”

“I’ve been enjoying a Korean show called The Glory. It reminds me of Kill Bill. It features a female protagonist looking for revenge. Plus the story has a fable-like quality embedded in the narrative.”

“I refuse to view Korean cinema.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

“But you’re Korean!”

“Technically, that’s not true. My mom and dad are Korean. But I spent most of my life in America.”

I decided not to argue.

During my lunch break, I turned on YouTube. One of my favorite channels is from a Christian named Mike Winger. A year ago, he posted a video about Pastor Brandon Robertson. Robertson is one of those LGBTQ+ libtards who is constantly trying to convince everyone that the bible is OK with homosexuality. In other words, being a sodomite isn’t a sin.

Of course, this is complete dross. But don’t get me wrong. I’m not here to wag my angry finger in anyone’s face. In fact, I fully understand Brandon’s motivation. I often pray to Jesus that cheap grace is enough to get me into the Kingdom of Heaven. I don’t have a problem with faith. Most of my issues come down to obedience. Demons are hard to shake, so I often read Romans 10:9 to keep my spirits up.