Saturday, we were out passing out packets for our church. The packets included a John and Romans, a church postcard, a letter regarding our Christmas program, a magnet and a pen. I had placed a packet at the door of a house and started crossing the street.
A lady comes angrily out that door yelling at us. She threw the packet at my husband and it landed on the street. She said some angry, choice words and stomped back in her home. Vehement anger. Rage.
Rage that someone had left a Bible and invitation to church on her door. Sad indeed.
What was more sad was one of our group spent 23 years in the military...fighting for her and her freedom of speech. As well as a free country to live. And she threw it in his face.
Thank you, Bro. Scott, for giving those years for her...for me...for us all.
And yet, there was another who fought for her. Well, He actually died for her. Yes, that woman that threw His very Words into the face of His children.
Thank you, Jesus, for giving your life for her...for me...for us all.
May we continue for Him.
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