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Old 07-30-2004, 10:33 AM
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Was working in the front yard one beautiful summer day, these 2 older ladies are walking up the road coming to my place, my first thought was that they had a breakdown or something because no one ever comes down our road without a specific purpose.

Well the one of the ladies asked me if I had accepted Christ as my savior, and I told her no that I hadnt, I said that I believe in most of the things that Christ had said as far as morality went but I didnt believe him to be my savior.

Well she hands me a copy of the Watchtower (if memory serves) and I looked it over and I said that I would like to show her something. I went inside and grabbed a book by Scott Cunningham and handed it to her and asked if she would like to read it. She declined. I told her very nicely that I feel very strongly in my beliefs as I am sure that she does, but I would never force them down her throat.

I also asked her and the other lady if they felt comfortable coming down here by themselves where no one is around. they just kind of gave me a funny look and told me that God watches over them. I told her that the Gods are watching over me 2.

At this point they had left but I later found the literature in the mailbox.


I thought of doing some psycho satanic screaming at them or something of that nature but I thought better of it which really isnt like me at all. I guess I didnt want them to come away with the impression that they already had. I mean I am not shy about my beliefs if you ask I will tell you. I wear a Pentagram around my neck but I usually keep it concealed, funny cos it fell out one time when I was in a convience store and the guy gave me my change and said "Blessed Be" to me. I was a little amused by the whole thing because he didnt seem the type but then again neither do I.

Some body shut me up sometimes I get a little long winded.
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