Today, before lunch, I was visited by both a pair of Mormons AND a carload of Jehovah's Witnesses!
As I was in a grumpy mood and Jon is still under the weather, I thought it best not to let them in and witness to them.
The last time the Mormons were here I sat on the front porch and talked to them - I did the talking, they listened. This is why you shouldn't send polite little boys out to do your witnessing!
Of course they may not have been so quiet were I not polishing my shotgun at the time. Ah well.
Last time the JW's came to the door, it was a bad time.
I was cooking, and had the oven, three burners, and a crock pot running full speed. The nice lady insisted she could talk to me while I worked. This was strike one - I'm a fundamentalist, and as such I work to avoid all APPEARANCE of impropriety. In other words, the only women I'll be alone with in my house are my Wife, Mom, and Sister. And Mom can only be here if the shotgun is handy. Those of y'all who know her will understand.
About this time my Pit Bull came around to see who was at the door. I got the distinct impression the nice lady was a bit Cynophobic. Her spiel turned from "can I come in" to "can I leave these pamphlets with you" instantly. She slipped her foot out of the screen door, and closed it firmly. She then started to slip her tracts in the screen, saying I could call the number and someone would come back out. I told her if I opened the door to get the tracts, I couldn't guarantee the dog wouldn't get out. She took the tracts back, got into her car, and left - stopping to put the tracts in my mailbox. I was suitably impressed.
I get at least one Mormon, JW, or Crosspointer (folks who go to the MegaChurch near here, and yes - I group them all together in the same slow boat to Hell) a month. That's some eighty or ninety visits since we moved here. This, balanced by two actual Baptist visits - and I had to go to their church first. I do want to give props to one of those - the one from my current church, Angel Grove Baptist. They came twenty-odd miles to convince me they're good folks. It worked.
Anyway, I hear all kind of reasons that our good Baptist Churches are dying. The Economy. Flashier MegaChurches. Failing Morals.
Horse apples.
Here, in an area saturated with good churches and not one JW or Mormon congregation for miles, Baptists count for about 1% of the folks who knock on my door. THAT is why your Churches are dying, folks! I drive past a good dozen Baptist Churches, including the one I was attending until earlier this year, to get to one twenty miles away to find a congregation that truly welcomes me and thinks of me as more than a number on the tote board.
Wake up, folks. You don't have to go door-to-door (though you really should every once in a while). Ask the guy who works next to you. Ask the woman juggling four kids at the grocery store. Heck, ask the clerk who seems a bit - soft. He needs Jesus and a good Church home as much as you do. Look around next Sunday at the empty spaces - and think of the folks who could fill them. Bring your kids' friends to Church. One of the strongest Christian families I know was saved en masse after their youngest son received Christ and came home to share it.
When you see a person so beaten down by the world they make you want to throttle them try inviting them to Church instead of giving them that dirty look.
While I'm on the Us-V-Them vent, I have another fun thought:
I am a member at an Militant Atheist website (I'm the token Christian). One of the things they rejoice in doing is posting their intentional "blasphemings of the Holy Spirit" on the front page of the site.
These usually go "The Holy Spirit is >insert foul references here<. I was asked what I thought of this by the site owner, looking for a fight. I pointed out that as they all started with "The Holy spirit is" the silly ramblings only reinforced my belief that there are no true Atheists. To truly Blaspheme, you must believe in the Deity you are Blaspheming.
He hasn't spoken to me for the month or so since then.
Matthew 5:43-48
43 Ye have heard that it hath been said, Thou shalt love thy neighbour, and hate thine enemy.
44 But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you;
45 That ye may be the children of your Father which is in heaven: for he maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust.
46 For if ye love them which love you, what reward have ye? do not even the publicans the same?
47 And if ye salute your brethren only, what do ye more than others? do not even the publicans so?
48 Be ye therefore perfect, even as your Father which is in heaven is perfect.
If you want to show you believe this, it's easy. Invite the person you hate to your Church. You could be surprised at the results.