Anyway, I was a little early for my hair cut, so I sat down in the waiting room and heard the customer just ahead of me telling our hair dresser all about being saved and re-saved. I only heard about half the story, but it was enough.
Apparently, she left the church of her childhood some time ago, joined a non-denominational church and a few years later, she was saved. Her original church didn't let go easily, though. They embarked on a system of harassment and bullying to get her to come back which lasted several years. They never gave up, not even after she told them that she had been saved in her new church. They finally convinced her that she hadn't been "legitimately" saved, and told her she would have to come back to her original church if she expected to be properly saved, otherwise she'd be on a fast track to Hell.
They finally wore her down, and she went back to her original church and was greeted warmly and with great rejoicing. They didn't wast any time re-saving her and setting her on the long and winding road that leads to Heaven (sorry Beatles), and she was relieved and felt much better. It was a long story and she left with a new hairdo and a feeling of moral superiority.
Her hair looked good, too. Apparently our hairdresser followed her instructions.