Read this excellent post by Dan Phillips over at Pyromaniacs. (“Over at” tee hee. You take a right at I monk and slow down when you see The old Challies place, the road’s just there on the right.”)
Anyhoo, back to the very good post on how he responded to a visit from two Mormons. One, he admits he doesn’t know Mormonism well. Two, that doesn’t stop him from talking to these gentlemen. Why? Because he focuses on the gospel. Hey, I can do that!
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What if we looked at those “evangelist” who come to our doors not as interruptions to our day, but as gifts God has sent to us: someone to tell about Jesus, and delivered right to our doorstep.
I admit, I generally get a slight case of the heebies and the jeebies (or at least a very alert “May I HELP you?) when people come to my door, not because of their religion, but because it’s usually men. As a woman and mother of small children, I’m not going to let strange men (or even one man, one woman) into my house. It just doesn’t seem like wisdom. And if I stand at the door, the Bulldozer and the Gigglemeister try to escape or decide it’s an opportune time to destroy the house. Or pull down my pants while trying to crawl up my leg.
That being said: if God sends such a gift right to my front door, I need to respond. So practical question for all you Christian mommies out there: how would one go about it while keeping safe and sane? (That’d be you two in the front.)