Death In The Morning
It's a wonderful Monday morning. You woke up raring to work after slacking for the past few days. You vowed to wreck your computer keyboard by pounding on it non-stop. You're even ready to skip meals today. You then happily turned your computer on. But something seemed wrong because your computer wasn't... responding and it seemed... DEAD! No, it couldn't be. It was full of life just last night. What happened? Heat stroke? Heart attack? Aneurysm? Suicide? You tried to save it--- CPR, defibrillator, mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, black magic, but it remained unresponsive. There's still no pulse. It's ( gasp!) dead! Could it be resurrected? It couldn't remain dead, you've got files in there, files that you've been working on for weeks. Such idiocy, you mumbled to yourself. The computer had been showing symptoms of a debilitating illness these past few weeks, yet you fail to save your files in a separate disk. If Jesus saves, why can't