Somebody’s knocking at your door

A pastor from a nearby Baptist Church knocked on my door this morning, with his adorable little boy, passing out religious tracts.
“We want to give you this invitation to our church, and on the back it has gospel and all the information on how you can be saved”, he said, stretching out his hand.
I said, “That’s very kind of you. But I am a Catholic Christian and proud to be part of the one true church founded by Christ 2000 years ago with the promise of the Holy Spirit that protects the church from teaching error. So there’s really no reason to take a card. Thank you very much and God bless you.
He tried one more time. “We have enough for everybody on this street so please take one”.
Thank you, anyway, for caring enough about me enough to come by. Have a good day.” And I closed the door. I said to myself, “Well, that was better than how you handled the Jehovah’s Witnesses who knocked on the door a few weeks ago.” Then almost immediately I thought, “I could’ve done better. What if I’d taken it one step further?
“Thank you for preaching the gospel as you know it. I will gladly take your card if you will take this card “10 Things We Want You To Know About the Catholic Church”. And if you ever have any questions I will be happy to talk with you further.”

When the JW people came by, they cited some examples of crime in the city and how awful things are today (I didn’t ask if they were Trump supporters), and we want to give you this magazine. I said, “The Watchtower? No, thank you.” And that was that. I closed the door and I thought, “What’s wrong with me? I’m supposed to be evangelizing. Why didn’t I say something? I’ll have to do better next time.”

So yeah, I did do better this time. Now I have some pamphlets and a rosary ready on the bookcase near the front door. Next time I’ll try to get the missionary to accept a rosary.

Joan

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