It was quite cold, the day after Boxing Day. Minus 13, I think. There was a gentle knock on the door in the morning and I thought it might be a neighbor with Christmas cheer. But no, it was two Jehovah's Witness males. They wanted to discuss James, chapter 3 with me. I did not invite them in, as I was alone; as the cold air kept sweeping in, my bare feet were freezing. They want to come back sometime.
Bottom line, they wanted to have Jesus be the perfect man, who saved us. Bottom lime, there is no such thing as the perfect man, and certainly not one who can save us. And what for. What are we saved for. They wanted to be saved to be part of the 144 thousand. I wanted to be saved to see God. They were going to seek God, but I told them that God sought them.
He was born in Bethlehem.
I sang them a little scripture from the Messiah, and the older man who stood behind got agitated. He got mad several times.
I showed them my front door and told them that that baby in the picture is God.
I told them about the Pentatonix hitsong: "Mary did you know?" -- Had they heard it. No.
We read from the Bible, Romans 3:9 and onward. Point is:
God is Savior from sin, death and devil. No mere man can save you from those. Every single man was fallible beginning with Adam.
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