All three plastered on concerned faces and fake smiles as the man clutching the biggest bible inquired if I had found Jesus. I felt my eyes roll as the smart ass in me took over, silently asking the good Lord above for forgiveness. Providence knows HE gets me, after all… HE is supposed to get everybody even these Bible beaters attempting to force religion down people’s throats door to door. I forced an innocent smile on my face and feigned concern.
“Honestly I didn’t know HE was lost! Are you three the search party?” I asked innocently. They gaped at me and tried a different tactic.
“Have you been saved dearie?” the woman asked.
“Have you read His glorious word?” asked the second man who up until now had remained silent.
I glanced over their shoulders to the gate they left opened. I had painted the heart that welcomes all a bright fiery red just the weekend before. A small bird sat perched watching the antics that were playing out on the porch. I felt the love of God warming my heart and felt His gaze through this tiny creature. My attention swiftly returned to my unwelcome guests and I felt a small wave of compassion.
“I appreciate your interest in my salvation, but if you would please excuse me I need to prepare my sermon for Sunday. Bless you all in your quest in finding Jesus. I wish you all the best of luck.” With that, I smiled at their astonished faces, and quietly took my leave closing the door gently behind me.