Just before I started undressing to take a shower to go to an appointment, the door bell rang. I thought about not answering the door, but then thought what the hell it could be my neighbor, who is a widow and in her 70's, needing some help.
At the door was a frail man about 85+ years old dressed in a shabby sport coat, shirt, tie, and slacks, and a skinny woman about 75+ years old in a long dress that needed to be ironed. As I grabbed my dog to prevent him from jumping at the screen door, which was partially open, and beating the couple with his tail and making them fall, I thought what am I going to do. They looked so pathetic and projected no positive energy to entice people to attend the Watchtower Memorial.
In a split second, at least 8 ideas passed through my mind:
- I do not have time to successfully plant a seed of doubt.
- How much grief would I cause them by attempting to plant a seed of doubt?
- Who would help them if I did successfully plant a seed of doubt?
- Do they know how to access the internet to visit websites like www.jwfacts.com?
- Would planting a seed of doubt cause them more grief and shorten their lives?
- Should I accept their Memorial flyer and invite them to return later when I would have more time?
- They are so old, who would be negatively affected by them leaving a WTBTS flyer?
- What simple question could I ask that would not involve me asking more questions and missing my appointment?
As the man finished saying that he wanted to invite me to a world wide celebration, all I could blurt out was "I would rather follow Jesus Christ."
The man ignored my statement and tried to hand me the flyer through the partially opened screen door, so I said, "I would rather follow Jesus Christ than the Watchtower." Neither the man nor the lady acted or said anything that indicated that they objected with what I said and started going to my neighbor's door.
I was a little surprized, said good day, and closed the door. Part of me was hoping that they would have taken the bait and I could have said something like, "How would you treat me if I ate the bread and drank the wine at the Memorial services as Jesus Christed directed his disciples to do? . . . Isn't it better that I follow Jesus Christ and attend services at a church instead?" The other part of me was glad that I did not cause them any grief and drama in their remaining years of life.
Peace be with you and everyone, who you love,
Robert