Door to Door

Don't you just love starting off the morning, with a pair of people walking up your driveway, the dog barking her head off as if the place is about to be attacked?

It is such fun, to enjoy, before that first cup of coffee has made it down your gullet, and you find out, that pair of folks coming to your door, that have just thrown your morning into a turmoil, are coming to share a message from God with you.

Now, I believe in God, and being Jewish, missionary work is, well let's put it this way, Judaism frowns on converts. In fact, it makes it hard for one not born Jewish, to become Jewish, but that aside, you have to wonder about the thinking of these people, or at least those who send them out.

I mean Friday mornings, a just after 9am? Uh, not what I'd call smart timing, and then there are those who are just winding down from getting the kids off to school, or the other half off to work, and it is their brief time of the day, to catch a breath, have a casual cup of coffee, before starting their own daily grind, of housework. Interrupting that moment, just doesn't make sense.

I know I get grumpy when interrupted, for those brief moments I get to myself. I imagine other's do as well.

So why do they do it? Is it some sort of test for them, of their faith, their willingness to be insulted or turned away? Crazy way to prove your faith, if that is true.