| Spread the word of God after 1 p.m. please... |
I'm not a very religious person. I'll admit it. Though it's not really anyone's business and a very personal decision for me, I can fess up to the fact that I really do not have any religious denomination that I hold near and dear. One thing that I really find to be annoying is when people force their religion on you.
Now before this goes any further let me just say. If you're spiritual and you want to spread the word of God then I'm all for it and you do what you do with that, but just don't do it with my involvement and please, do it after 1 p.m. if you would!
This morning at around 8 a.m. I'm awakened by someone knocking on my front door. I looked at the clock and thought, "geez.. I had another 1/2 hour probably to sleep before Kyan wakes up!" and I had a late night staying up to clean and press clothes and pack lunches and all that stuff. Jared had just left about an hour prior and I was really exhausted and know that he will be gone until late tonight and we'll only have an hour or so with him before he needs to go to sleep. No problem. I go downstairs, thinking something is wrong, and open my front door to two very nicely dressed women and a man in a suit who is about 50. I get a jolly joyous "Good Morning" and they proceed to tell me that they are hear today to ask the people in my town to please pray and offer guidance to the young people of my community who are going back to school this week and next and will be faced with temptations of all sorts. I'm a patient person, but at 8 a.m., those kids need to suck it up and deal with temptations and hope that their Mama raised them right.
So what do you do when you're stuck in that situation, right on your front door step, and you can't be impolite about it and just do what you feel like doing and shutting the door and going back to sleep?!
After a few minutes, the Man asked to please give me some papers on raising children, temptations in the family and society, prayer meetings and classes, (never saying what church he was actually from) and could I open the door so he could distribute them to me. Whoa Charlie! I opened my main door and you were lucky because I didn't know who you were, but there's no way I'm opening up my screen door to get papers that I don't want and will just be thrown away or litter my coffee table until I clean it off later in the week. So I politely said " You're lucky that I answered the door to begin with, because I'm a polite person in that respect, especially at this hour. I'm sure many people would love for you to be out here spreading the word of God, but I'm not one of those people.. again, especially at this hour. I don't like to be woken up when I don't need to be so that someone can force their religious beliefs upon me. I'm quite capable of believe in my own beliefs with whatever religious ideals I happen to believe in and hold true, and I also was raised to know right from wrong and to go with the Commandments, and I don't agree that giving out flyers and preaching to people is an effective way to get your congregation bigger." and then I saw the Bibles coming out with several marked pages and the finger that pointed up to say "Wait!" and I knew it was coming. So I did what anyone would do to an unwanted telemarketer who calls during dinner.. I shut the door. Rude, partially, but were they being polite when they came to my door, univited, early in the morning? Effective. Very. |
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Alias: SNM
Hometown: Farmington, WV, United States
About Me: SMN is currently a S@HM who resides in the Senior Citizen capital of the world. Amongst her many talents are writing, tiptoeing through the mind field that is her living room, saving run away strollers, lacing any comment with sarcasm, and changing a diaper in 10 seconds flat. Her greatest achievements are birthing Thing One and Thing Two. Ongoing projects include diving into the world of blogging, weaning an aggressive breast feeder, parenting and all it's challenges, and being a wife she can live with (as well as her husband).
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