A zealous church member in a Kentucky village made an earnest effort to convert a particularly vicious old mountaineer named Jim, who was locally notorious for his godlessness. But the old man was hard-headed and stubborn, firmly rooted in his evil courses, so that he resisted the pious efforts in his behalf.
“Jim,” the exhorter questioned sadly at last, “ain’t you teched by the story of the Lord what died to save yer soul?”
“Humph!” Jim retorted contemptuously. “Air ye aimin’ to tell me the Lord died to save me, when He ain’t never seed me, ner knowed me?”
“Jim,” the missionary explained with fervor, “it was a darn sight easier for the Lord to die fer ye jest because He never seed ye than if He knowed ye as well as we-alls do!”