Today, the day after Easter, two men knocked on my door. Jehovah's Witnesses.
They left me a flyer and said they would come back. "No thank you," I told them.
Then I went right to my bookshelf to read portions of The Kingdom of the Cults by Walter Martin.
I remembered our differences:
- I can't embrace a faith based on a man's interpretation of God, claiming to be a prophet, but who was a sinner; I need a faith based on a non-sinner, based on God.
- I can't embrace a faith that claims Jesus was just a good man and not God.
- I can't embrace a faith that doesn't include the entire Trinity; without Christ I have no intercession; without the Holy Spirit I have no deposit of God in me.
- I can't embrace a faith that doesn't have grace; without grace, I don't live.
It's strategic that they came after Easter, the day after we celebrated God incarnate connecting heaven and earth.
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We had them on Christmas morning one year! And they were our neighbors! It made me so angry... until I realized that they don't know. In their eyes, they are spreading what they believe in as we are. Regardless, it was SO insensitive!
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