Oh please, (this from someone who crows about how clean her house is, frequently)!  I invoked nothing other than thought, which apparently frightens you.  My relationship with the Creator God, is NOT like yours! Deal with it, move along, and preach your sermons against fantasy fiction, among other chickenhearted sheep. If I have to be like you, (to enter the Kingdom) maybe you have convinced me, it ain't all it's cracked up to be.   I think you missed a spot, I mean a mote, I mean a BEAM. Yer heart is wrong.