So, here we are at another Saturday morning. In the past I would be walking up and down the street with my congregation knocking on doors and interrupting people with our message of gloom and doom with a side of hope. But today, I feel a sense of pity almost as I am driving along sipping on my Starbucks and I notice some older witnesses hobbling up the sidewalk.
My sense of pity suddenly changes to wonder. If the generation that saw and understood the events of 1914 and their signifigance are all dead now then what in the world are the Witnesses preaching about? I mean the folks alive in 1914 are supposed to see the end of this wicked system of things and be ushered into the new world right?
What in the world are the witnesses preaching about?
Oh shoot, here they come up my drive way.
Sorry, I'm not interested :)
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