So read the sign in front of the Evangelical Covenant Church we passed on our way home from a voice lesson for Light Princess this morning. It got us talking, in an irreverent way, about faith, and then we arrived home to spot two young men, clearly missionaries, standing at a neighbor's front door.
I must say, the Mormons tend to come here only in the summer, which is curious. Don't they go other places the year round? Perhaps a summer evangelism mission in Vacationland is a reward for good behavior.
I knew Pure Luck would be excited to hear they were on our street; indeed, he had already spotted them and was waiting somewhat gleefully, just this side of rubbing his hands together in anticipation. I'm not sure who he enjoys more, the Mormons or the Jehovah's Witnesses.
Please understand, he does not object to the idea that others believe things he does not. *I* believe lots of things he doesn't, and that is no problem for either of us. He just doesn't approve of taking the message door to door. After all, he doesn't do it.
Also? He really, really enjoys reasoning with people about, oh, almost anything, particularly things he finds unreasonable.
I don't enjoy it. When home alone, I politely explain that I am ordained United Church of Christ minister and have a faith life already. That usually causes jaws to drop and I pleasantly say good-bye and close the door. When Pure Luck is home, however, I leave him the field, and so it was today. I withdrew. A few minutes went by as the young men proceeded to the dead end and made their way back toward our house.
Then I heard him say, "What the heck? They went by!!" He went out the front door and stood amazed, watching them recede into the distance.
He came back in and I said, "They must have marked you down in their book."
He nodded. "It's pretty bad," he said, "when even the Mormons won't evangelize you."