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August 28th, 2005, 09:49 AM
Actually, I've never really had a problem with door-to-door preaching. No, my problem is with the ones who stop me in the street to ask "Have you accepted Lord Jesus Christ as your personal Saviour?" I was once cornered downtown at about 10 o' clock at night and was asked that question. I was about 17 years old. They freaked the hell out of me. I didn't know what to say. They basically made me promise to read a stupid little magazine they had. I said I would just so they would go away. What I should have done was say "No. I worship Satan!"
I was in the pet shop once buying food for my dog. A lady asked what breed of dog I owned. We started chatting a little, and I told her that my dog had tumours and was going through a couple surgeries. She asked if she could pray for my dog and I. Sure, why not? Well, she grabs my arm and starts spouting off some sorta prayer in the middle of PetSmart. I didn't think that she meant RIGHT AWAY!
I think I'm gonna get that sign tattooed on my forehead.
Actually, I've never really had a problem with door-to-door preaching. No, my problem is with the ones who stop me in the street to ask "Have you accepted Lord Jesus Christ as your personal Saviour?" I was once cornered downtown at about 10 o' clock at night and was asked that question. I was about 17 years old. They freaked the hell out of me. I didn't know what to say. They basically made me promise to read a stupid little magazine they had. I said I would just so they would go away. What I should have done was say "No. I worship Satan!"
I was in the pet shop once buying food for my dog. A lady asked what breed of dog I owned. We started chatting a little, and I told her that my dog had tumours and was going through a couple surgeries. She asked if she could pray for my dog and I. Sure, why not? Well, she grabs my arm and starts spouting off some sorta prayer in the middle of PetSmart. I didn't think that she meant RIGHT AWAY!
I think I'm gonna get that sign tattooed on my forehead.
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Location: Ottawa Canada
Location: Ottawa Canada
October 18th, 2006, 04:52 PM
Quoting WildKat
YHello Wildcat well that's quite funny,having a tattooed on your forhead,I want to share something that my husband do when they get on my door step about asking to accept Jesus Christ,my husband just listen to them and laugh and joke's and I see them quite interested they continue to talk about Jesus my husband answer to them,and I'm looking at the window very mad cause is alway's invite them to come back ho boy that's pissing me off,and hubby said Praise the lord I do that just for you honey and they sure come back with other different people with kid's to,the rest of them wait in the car,each there turn lol haha.I told hubby this is not as fun and there getting in my way.This is my story.popcorn
Actually, I've never really had a problem with door-to-door preaching. No, my problem is with the ones who stop me in the street to ask "Have you accepted Lord Jesus Christ as your personal Saviour?" I was once cornered downtown at about 10 o' clock at night and was asked that question. I was about 17 years old. They freaked the hell out of me. I didn't know what to say. They basically made me promise to read a stupid little magazine they had. I said I would just so they would go away. What I should have done was say "No. I worship Satan!"
I was in the pet shop once buying food for my dog. A lady asked what breed of dog I owned. We started chatting a little, and I told her that my dog had tumours and was going through a couple surgeries. She asked if she could pray for my dog and I. Sure, why not? Well, she grabs my arm and starts spouting off some sorta prayer in the middle of PetSmart. I didn't think that she meant RIGHT AWAY!
I think I'm gonna get that sign tattooed on my forehead.
I was in the pet shop once buying food for my dog. A lady asked what breed of dog I owned. We started chatting a little, and I told her that my dog had tumours and was going through a couple surgeries. She asked if she could pray for my dog and I. Sure, why not? Well, she grabs my arm and starts spouting off some sorta prayer in the middle of PetSmart. I didn't think that she meant RIGHT AWAY!
I think I'm gonna get that sign tattooed on my forehead.
