Mar 27, 2015 20:21
I wish I had asked the police why they were asking me about my neighbor. They weren't even local police, but from some other city, asking if I had "any concerns" about my neighbor. I had nothing but good things to say, but now I wonder if I should have asked some questions of my own.
An elderly Jehovah's Witness came to our door, inviting us to "celebrate Jesus Christ's death." This surprised me a great deal. It's usually not the death I celebrate, so much as the triumph over death that it made possible. I feel like I celebrate the latter each week in church. The wizened man told me that His death was the only thing Christ commanded us to celebrate, not Christmas. I didn't get into that with him on my doorstep on Saturday morning, but it gave me thoughts, which is possibly what he intended.