When I was an Anglican priest I used to walk from my apartment over to church for evening prayer every day. On the way I would walk past the house of a Jehovah’s Witness. This particular JW was the sort of man who always had his hair combed, the car washed and probably went to bed wearing a necktie.

Well he began to watch my daily walk and took to standing by his garden fence to try to engage me in conversation. He’d say things like, “Excuse me, but have you ever thought that we might be living in the end times?” or “Pardon me, but have you ever considered the prophecies of Daniel in light of the present situation in the European Community?” You know the sort of thing…

I usually made a polite response and moved on, but one day I finally said, “You’re a Jehovah’s Witness aren’t you?”

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