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So Much to Say... (part 1)

We live at the end of the world! Not really but sometimes it seems that way; especially when all of our friends are moving away. Are you crying yet? The neat aspect of living where we live is that we are but minutes (8 to be exact) from where our ministry is forming and it was God who put us here! How can we argue with that? Well... I don't usually have trouble arguing but I know that it's to no avail.

It is interesting how that even here at the very end of the world there are still Jehovah's Witnesses (JWs). For some reason I have always had an aversion to JWs. I'm not exactly sure why but maybe it is because I, as a child, was terrified by my mother, when some JWs came to the door and mom slammed me against the wall half screaming half whispering, "Don't MOVE!!" As the poor souls knocked on our door we were like escaped prisoners, holding our breath and hoping that the police would not discover our presence.

Saturday as we were preparing for the arrival of our guests, who should appear at our front gate but the JWs. There I was face to face with no way of escape. For the next hour we talked and debated. Martins (73 and over 40 years a JW) and Joice (20ish) were nice enough and shared their views of "their bible". They deny the Holy Spirit, Hell, and the destruction of the world but they are working hard to enter the "Renewed Earth".

Though Martins accused me (in a nice way) of not being willing to accept the "plain teachings" of his "bible" (notice the little "b") he too was unwilling to accept the very teachings of Jesus Christ on His own deity and Hell! Please pray for Both Joice and Martins salvation. He told me that he would be back for another discussion... we'll see.

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