Dixie has announced: I dont want to be baptized, ever. If Jesus doesn't want to come live with me now, I don't want to come live with him after I die.
A few hours after that bit of heresy, she decided it was time for us to move. "We should get a great big house in [town where grandparents life] that is big enough for all us S----s, for Oma and Papa, for Grandma and Granny and Bitsy--for all the people I love and even big enough for all their junk."
I wonder if it will be big enough for Jesus, or if He is still on her bad list.