Nay, narrow is the way that leadeth unto life. You will never convince me that grace comes by way of some blowsy lumbering slattern because she just can't fit frontways or sideways.
'14 Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it.'
Get that?
Straight is the gate, and woe unto thee who treadeth the brown and squelchy path of infamy, for thou shalt be buggered by Hitler in the fires of everlasting torment.
Amen, and make it so.