I gotta a deal for you, but you need to act quickly

I gotta a deal for you, but you need to act quickly, or maybe: The other side of the mirror

I am just getting out of the shower and the doorbell rings.

Ok, throw on some pants and shirt.

Go answer the door. A man introduces himself and his wife and Granddaughter. So far so good. He proceed to tell me there is a new church opening up and his son is a pastor.

Ok. I am standing in the door with the heater running. A little soggy from the shower.

I am not aware we are jumping from the new church to the state of my immortal soul, or maybe better said, the beginning of his preaching. No Burger King here, can’t have it my way.

“….Have you been saved?”

Of course I have been saved.

“When did this happen?”

I have known all my life I am going to heaven, we all are.

“The story of the day he was ‘saved’ at 37.”

Kind of a slow learner I thought to myself, but we all walk our own path as he talks on.

“Do you know you have eternal life?”

(My turn to preach, but I am sure it’s terrifying for him to hear)

Of course I have eternal life. Our eternal life did not start in this lifetime. We didn’t just appear. That defeats the idea of eternal life. We have always been and we will be until we go into heaven. That is eternal life isn’t it? Eternal life is forever and not a few years on earth and then we go one place or the other.

“More preaching”

More commentary because he does not want to address the ‘dangerous or misconstrued’ idea that this isn’t our first rodeo.

“This pamphlet has a test in it to see if you have been given eternal life.”

I already have eternal life, we all do.

“I do not want to argue with you”

(whew, I didn’t know we were arguing. I am waiting for the discussion to come back to the new church and how I need to join)

“You have a good day and God bless you.”

You too Sir, and god bless the two of you, sorry, I mean the three of you.

They walk off. And so it goes.

First it was the Mormon ‘missionaries’. After they got scared and threatened me with their elders, it was the Jehovah Witnesses. Now it’s the Baptists. Maybe I am next to go door to door to argue with people over their belief systems? Funny idea I think,

Back to getting dressed for the day. I think my personal invitation to join the new Church has been rescinded. I do not mind these people, they have good intentions. Why they feel the need to convert people to their way of thinking is a mystery to me. They have no more insight than I do.

‘Men, get the bonfire ready, we have another one….’