I live in a new house and it was a matter of time before the Witnesses came through our neighborhood. Saturday around 1:30 p.m. my door rang. I opened the door and my two dogs peeked around my legs at the new arrivals. It was two ladies, well dressed and they presented the Watchtower magazines to me. I could tell the woman was nervous. Maybe no one had let her go so far in her presentation? They did not identify themselves as Jehovahs Witnesses, only people sharing a positive message to their neighbors.
It took me back to when I had to prepare presentations and walk up to complete strangers and talk to them about religion, which ofcouse is very uncomfortable. And instead is being angry about it, I felt really sorry for them. It was a gorgeous Saturday and instead of these two women enjoying their families, they were out recruiting.
I let the woman finish her presentation and smiling, I told them I was familiar with Jehovahs Witnesses but I was not interested. I told them to have a nice day and enjoy the weather. She made a polite comment about my dogs and they left.
It left me kinda sad. Cause I had been in their shoes.
Not a big revelation, I just wanted to share.