A Saturday Story

The Saturday service group meets at 10:00 a.m. here. This morning the brother handling the group mentioned it was "bitingly cold" outside (18 degrees C). Translation: wear a sports jacket or sweater. By 11:00 a.m. the sun was doing its sub-tropical thing. Carol and I were hot and thirsty. We tossed the jacket and sweater into the trunk of our car.The others with us did not.

The territory today consisted of single houses, not condos. This morning I'd been especially hoping and praying to find someone who was seriously interested in learning more about the Bible. We did have interesting and stimulating conversations, one with a Muslim woman who was formerly Catholic, and one with a young man keen about issues of government.

Toward the end of the morning we spotted a man in his driveway working under the hood of his car. To approach or not to approach?

Since people outside are always 'home' we approached him. I said, "I see you're busy and I don't want to disturb your work, but I would like to give you something interesting to read."

He said, "No, no, it's all right. I want to talk." He asked when Jehovah's Witnesses would be holding the Memorial of Christ's death this year. I told him, March 23rd. He wants to come. As we continued talking he told me he once studied the Bible in the past and realizes he needs to start again. Since we'll be here for a while yet I offered to study with him. We made tentative arrangements for next Saturday morning and he gave me his telephone number so I can keep in touch.

It was a very good morning.