Anyway, I have tried to resist using this blog to regale you with stories of my nieces or my cat (as "girls like me" are wont to do), but this story is just classic. My nieces both attend church, and the older one (who I call "Monkey") was telling us a Bible story that she had learned in Sunday School while the younger one (who I call "Templeton," after the rat in Charlotte's Web) was patiently listening to her older sister's rather long recounting of the story. The story ended with something very kind and good that Jesus did for us, and the conversation went as follows:
MONKEY: ... so that's why we love Jesus!
TEMPLETON (thinking hard, looking puzzled): I don't.
MONKEY: You don't what?
TEMPLETON: I don't love Jesus. I love the Devil.
MONKEY (patiently, but obviously a little concerned): No, that's not right. Don't you remember the story we learned from Miss Sarah? Jesus did all of these good things for us and that's why we love Jesus.
TEMPLETON: Not me. I love the Devil.
So, that just goes to show you that "doing good things for people" is not enough to make them love you. Even my 4-year-old niece knows that.