A New World…

Joelle said in the early morning on January 19, 2007

Day 19/365:  A New World...

... where wolves and sheep and women with doo-rags can live in harmony.

I was accosted by religion this fine Friday morning.  I heard someone knocking on my neighbor’s door and assumed it was the apartment manager since my apartment is in a gated building. But it’s not like someone can’t just trespass, all unChristian-like. Would Jesus trespass?  Clearly, it seems he would.

Now, I respect everyone’s right to their religion. I really, really do. I don’t agree always, but I respect that it’s someone’s choice to believe whatever they choose to believe.  I will admit, and not proudly, that I am sometimes disappointed when I meet cool people and then find out they’re super duper into church or whatever.  It’s unfair of me, but it makes me question their reason sometimes.  At least I’m honest.

This was the case with the woman at the door. She was lovely.  Articulate, sweet, very pretty, friendly… all the things you look for in people at first glance.  She was with an older woman clutching a small book, so I knew as soon as I saw them that they were "With Jesus", but the woman was so charming, I actually tried to push that out of my head.  When she started in about peace in this world, I hoped for one brief moment that she was a hippie trying to sell me hemp jewelry.

When she said "Jesus", I think she saw my face actively contort because she started talking fast, perhaps afraid I’d shut the door on her. Of course, I didn’t do that, but I did tell her, very kindly, that I would let her keep her large booklet she was going to foist upon me and that while I appreciated her door-to-door adventures and respected her choices, I was not "With Jesus", nor do I intend to be, but thank you very much.  She seemed relieved that I didn’t give her the finger.

I let her unload a little religious tract on me instead, smiled and wished her and Grandma Tiny Bible a good day.

Of course, it won’t be a day like that lady is having up there, rubbing a cougar by a creek, but we can’t have everything.

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