“God loves you,” I say, as I hand over a printed pamphlet containing my testimony to a young child on the street.
Her mother snatches the paper from her hands and slams it back into mine, fury on her face. “You should be ashamed of yourself!” Just as quickly, she drags her child away from me.
Undeterred, I continue to hand out my pamphlets, stopping to talk to anyone that will bother to stop to enquire as to its contents. It’s been my practice for the last three months. I just have this burning desire to see as many people saved from their sins as I can. It hasn’t been easy though. It’s a tough crowd out there, even though I thought being a former Atheist would make me more understanding and resilient in my efforts.
“The Kingdom of God is at hand,” I say to a passing priest.
He takes the pamphlet from me and pauses to look at me and the pamphlet. “Which Church do you go to?” he asks.
I swallow because I never quite know how to answer this question. It has caused so much division in the Body of Christ…
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