Two of my MBA classmates asked me to come to Bible reading at their home. Curious, I accepted.
Their wives used to serve us warm cookies. I forgot the Bible, just some names like John etc.
One day one of them asked me whether I was willing to visit a church.
When we reached the church, people started congratulating them. I wondered why.
In the church the pastor made us sing. He looked deep into my eyes. I felt the fear of Devil inside me.
Stopped going for Bible reading.