While I was on the phone with Julie's mother this morning, an immaculate maroon sedan came down our driveway. A middle-aged man in a winter coat got out from behind the wheel with a sheaf of tracts in his hand, a conservatively-attired woman from the back. I think the sweater under her blazer matched the color of the car.
I watched carefully from the upstairs window, still on the phone, while the back doorbell rang twice. Several minutes passed, and eventually the passenger in the front seat began to fidget, so the couple left. I breathed a sigh of relief -- getting saved in one's pajamas at 930 in the morning is nobody's idea of a good time.
The tract for this visit was "Would You Like to Know More About the Bible?" (no, thanks, read it cover to cover in theology class). Quite a change from the last visit's "You're Going to Hell" -- I wonder if they do a Bad Cop, Good Cop routine?
Posted by wallich at April 18, 2003 10:53 AMI'll try to call you more often, especially when you need saving from redemption!
Posted by: not yr maw at April 18, 2003 11:37 AMBoth my housekeeper and lawn mower are Jahova Witnesses, and they know not to try it on me.
Posted by: auntb at April 19, 2003 11:59 AM