"The discipline," repeated Jubal. "That's what I like best about it.  The faith I was reared in didn't require anybody to know anything.  Just confess your sins and be saved, and there you were, safe in the arms of Jesus.  A man could be too stupid to hit the floor with his hat... and yet he could be conclusively presumed to be one of God's elect, guaranteed au eternity of bliss, because he had been 'converted.' He might or might not become a Bible student; even that wasn't necessary... and he certainly didn't have to know, or even try to know, anything else.  This church doesn't accept 'conversion' as I grok it-"