Being a nice person doesn’t really mean you are. Some of the nicest people I’ve ever met are Christians, in church. I mean you leave that building thinking all those you know are special n god’s eyes. But do they live up to their belief? My experience showed me that after church was finished for Sunday that people went back to their normal personas of everyman for himself. One day I saw half a dozen cars pass by a woman on the road with a flat tire. I stopped, not because I was a good Christian, but because I would have appreciated someone stopping for me. The lady had already called AAA, but then thanked me anyway for stopping. So, at least for some, Christianity begins and ends with church services.