Here's an excerpt from a news report in Galveston, Texas after the recent Hurricane Ike that caught my attention this morning.
"Jones said he hadn't stepped foot in a church in the 40 years he has lived on this spit of land. And he wasn't ready to call his survival divine intervention. "I drink beer and chase women, gamble, cuss," Jones said. "You can't call that religion. I'm either too good, the devil won't have me, or I'm so bad the Good Lord won't take me. That's a good toss-up.""
Some may call ignorance bliss, but bad theology is deadly.