I know very little about how the Jehovah’s Witnesses believe, but I was told that only a certain number of humans would be allowed into Heaven. I would think by now they would have reached that number and stop bothering everyone with their door to door intrusions. I have of course read a few Watchtowers over the years, but I really don’t debate religion or my belief system with anyone, to each his own.

I will discuss my beliefs, but there’s no debating if your religion is better than mine or if what you believe is the truth for the world, your truths are yours and mine are mine. I figure we’re all going to end up in the same place eventually it just might take a little more time for some to get there. I’ve known some very fanatical believers over the years and the one thing they all have in common is their way is the only way.

When I worked as a bartender there was a regular that came in every morning, usually between 9 and 10 and he drank Budweiser, he had to be one of the most lewd and lascivious human beings I have ever met. He would always sit with another regular who was actually very nice and they would discuss everything going on in the world, both were intelligent, but the one that drank Budweiser was creepy and the remarks he made about women made my skin crawl. He reminded me of a sexual pervert or my idea of one.

So you might imagine my shock a few years back when the doorbell rang and there the pervert stood. I was horrified, thank God Bill was home and my dogs were barking. People are always leery about stepping inside your house when you have some mean looking dogs. That’s when I noticed the Watchtowers and pamphlets and realized he was dressed differently and was all spiffed up without his signature baseball cap. He didn’t recognize me at first, but I’ve always been good with faces.

If you could have seen the shock on his face when I said hello and used his name you would have fallen on the floor laughing. I then asked him if he still made his rounds to the bars and how his buddy was doing, he was flabbergasted and started spluttering that he no longer was living that life. I was cracking up inside at his discomfort and he beat a hasty retreat off of my porch mumbling something unintelligible without even giving me any of his literature, it was priceless.

The man always knew I thought he was a pervert, but I wouldn’t have mocked him if he had wanted to show me the truth and light of his new found convictions. In fact I was quite happy that he had changed his nasty thoughts and the way he talked and found a truth that worked for him. I have often wondered if he put an invisible sign on my house because believe it or not I have never been bothered by another Jehovah’s Witness, thank God.

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