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I had a bit of an odd experience this morning. I was sitting on the couch enjoying Act III of Dr. Horrible’s Sing Along Blog when the doorbell rang. I was a bit disoriented because, hello, who rings doorbells at 10:30 on a Saturday morning? At the door I found a woman who was probably in her forties and a girl who was probably 10 or so and I guess was her daughter.

As soon as I saw them, I had a gut feeling that I was about to get “witnessed” at, and was I ever right. Unfortunately, it wasn’t as entertaining as you might think. It was mostly awkward, since she just handed me a tract titled “What Hope for Dead Loved Ones?” and then, for some reason, felt compelled to read 2 Timothy 3:16 to me (which was rather confusing, considering that it has nothing to do with the subject of the tract). Her daughter just stood there the whole time, looking like she’d rather be somewhere else.

If it had gone on for longer than about a minute, I might have figured out some way to get rid of her, but she apparently just wanted to read a random bit of the Bible to me and give me a tract about dead people. It was really rather surreal.

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