Sleepovers, Poems, and Satan in my Eye
June 9, 2014
Yall.
Yall.
Enjoy, this week I felt to write my stories out in verse.
I've got some crazy things to tell, so type them now I durst.
We met with a less active. Loads of fun. Her name is Kate.
She said a seed of faith has been replanted; we felt great!
And so that night when we got home our hearts were full with glee,
Until we looked and looked and found...that we had no house key.
We had no access to a spare and curfew came and went,
So other sisters took us in and there the night we spent.
Everything turned out alright, the mission brought us spares,
That senior couple even bought us hashbrowns, how they care!
It ended an adventure though it started with frustration,
And this I've learned; the remedy to overcome those things is patience.
Wednesday turned out wonderful, although we hadn't planned;
But we found out that God can orchestrate His work, it's in His hands!
All appointments set themselves, their timing smooth and sound,
God makes the plans, whether or not we firstly write them down.
Jehovah's Witness? Yup, we got invited in her home.
We talked about the Bible, and some planted seeds we've sown.
Once when we asked, she said, "I'm not quite sure, I'll look that up."
How neat to see her learn more truth! More blessings in our cup.
This tale will top it all. We sure set off one preacher's torch,
He screamed that we were Satan for an hour on his porch.
His wife was kind and said she felt that we were sent from God,
But he was furious and sure that we were devils full of fraud.
"GIVE ME THAT BOOK A MORMON!" Spat he, with a dirty look.
"I'LL SIT RIGHT HERE AND PROVE TO YOU THAT IT'S THE DEVIL'S BOOK!"
We shared a verse about the still small voice through which God speaks,
His wife agreed and asked us back; he stormed back to his feet.
(He'd searched throughout it's pages, looking for Satanic roots,
He never found a single thing, that should have been a clue.)
He pointed right at me, "I SEE SATAN IN HER EYES!!"
He yelled out Bible verses-- props to him, they're memorized.
It would have been more scary to have heard him scream so loud,
But at four foot ten, it didn't make us cringe to hear him howl.
Once, for near two minutes, he got quite close to our faces,
Screaming, "SATAN! SATAN! SATAN!", neighbors watched it from their places!
(Apparently this kind of show was his typical preaching way,
The neighbor later told us that he preaches every DAY.)
He tried casting us out as devils, and told his wife, "IT'S THEM OR ME!"
She said, "I'll take their card". He yelled, "YOU SEE?! YOU'VE BEEN DECEIVED!"
We stood our ground with kindness, sharing our Christian beliefs.
I must admit, one thing he did was comical relief.
There was a bag of garden sod, just lying on the ground,
For emphasis, he stood on it and said, "I CAST YOU OUT!"
We asked his wife to pray for us, and eventually we left.
Though theatrics and dramatics ruled, we know there we were sent.
In other news, our plate has slowly cleared of ones to teach.
But I believe there's something better God's preparing us to reach.
Please pray for Lucy, Joel, and Jason; they could use some prayers.
We know that God works miracles, our faith will help them there.
I love you all and want you to know I know this Church is true.
The Spirit gives me words to say, his promptings guide us through.
And if you're not missing me enough, please support your local mailer,
With all my love, until next week, your southern Sister Taylor.