Turn the Other Cheek
On Sunday, I emerged from my apartment building to find a bunch of Witnesses on the doorstep trying to get in. The head God-botherer asked me if it was OK if he went inside to to “distribute some leaflets”. I looked at his pile of Watchtowers and said, quietly and evenly, “I don’t think so”.
I tell you, Christian or not, for a second he looked exactly like he was going to punch me in the face.