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When I was in second grade my teacher held a tiny party on Halloween. Now, if my parents had known there would be any semblance of a party, I would have stayed home, b/c parties were wrong. But they didn’t know, and it was only a teeny celebration. My teacher made toast and we could choose a peanut butter squirrel or a “fluff” ghost. (For those who don’t know “Fluff” is delicious gooey stuff made entirely out of sugar—kids love it. Just ask anyone from my kid’s class). Now the squirrel didn’t look like a squirrel and the ghost didn’t look like a ghost. That’s just what she called them. Now, I really wanted Fluff. I loved fluff. Peanut butter was yucky. We could have that whenever we wanted. But I knew that ghosts were Satanic. So, without hesitation I chose the peanut butter squirrel. It was easy for me, b/c right was right and wrong was wrong. There were no gray areas, just black and white. At that time it was really easy for me to live a “holy” life. The trouble is that it wasn’t really holiness. True holiness is more difficult than just following a list of rules, because it goes beyond just following a list of rules.

c. 2002 Stephan Brown

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