A strange kind of marriage

Once a wonderful, vibrant woman named Faith married a man, who in his younger years, had been kind of a rough individual. But, Religion was on the road to recovery and Faith could only see the good in him. For a long time they had such a wonderful marriage that people actually started to have trouble telling the two apart. "Is that Faith or Religion?" some would ask, while others would reply, "There is no difference. They are one in the same." Together, they did great things for people. They gave away their possessions to people who had nothing, fed the hungry, healed the sick and even raised a few people from the dead. I don't know how they did it, but they did. Faith informed me that this happened, so I have no reason to doubt it.

However, sometimes Religion falls back into his old ways. He is in recovery from an addiction to a very dangerous drug called power. So, sometimes Religion tells Faith he's going on for a pack of smokes and doesn't come back for a very long time. He stops by some of his old hangouts and gets high on power. Then he will go on a binge of doing really bad things. He's killed, raped, stolen, lied, oppressed and so on. When Religion is on one of his binges he convinces people that there is only one way to salvation: himself. He gives people very difficult if not impossible tasks they must accomplish before they can be saved.

Fortunately he doesn't stay on these binges. Eventually he sobers up and goes back to Faith and begs forgiveness. Of course she takes him back because, well, she's Faith. The two become inseparable again and people again find it hard to to tell the two apart. They go back to doing the things they're known for doing like taking care of the poor and broken. They bring people to Christ and help them turn away from their former lives.