When someone knocks at your door?

Question

Have you ever had your door knocked on by a religious person at a time when you really needed help from God? What was your experience.

You might try opening the door next time. It could change the way you see things in your life if you have an open mind.

Answer 1

Hmmm. No. But please allow me to answer.

Over 10 years ago, I became a recent widow; had four small children, going to medical school, the washing machine broke, didn't have two dimes to rub together. Was really contemplating on dropping out of med. school even though I was pretty far into my studies, (3rd year) the reality of my situation was taking its toll. I took the kids to the laundromat and was washing my clothes when I started talking with the most beautiful black lady I have ever met, Bertha. She larger black lady, but the most beautiful smile. It literally lit the room. I was mesmerized by her; her beauty inside and out. She was kind enough to listen to my woes, and help me fold the clothes and mind the children. And then I left, the last time I'd ever see her....or so I thought.

Then there was a knock on my door.

It was very late; 10 p.m. and I answered it concerned more than anything. And it was her, Bertha. Imagine my surprise. This was several weeks after our initial encounter. I inquired how she knew where I lived, she said "I asked around 'who that pretty girl is going to medical school with the kids' and the townspeople told her.

She comes in and says, "Michelle, I know your hurting financially, I've been there and I know that the Lord always provides, so in the love of Our Lord please accept my gift". I open the door wider and she had backed up her car to my porch and the trunk was open. She proceeded to carry in groceries, toiletries, supplies, more groceries, it seemed endless! It took over 45 minutes for her and I to unload her little car, all the while I was in complete amazement.

I hugged her, cried and thanked her.

Little did she know that that very evening I had chosen to withdraw from medical school because I didn't have groceries, enough of anything to get by...she, and through her--God showed me that I could do this, it was just the boost I needed to get me through what was the darkest time of my life.

It is because of Bertha and her deep kindness and generosity that I am a physician today. I say that with the most sincerest humility and truthfulness. Though I searched for her, I never heard or saw her again. I pray for her and her sweet family for the sacrifice that they endured for me. What a beautiful example of charity, love and answered prayers.

Answer 2

I find them single-minded, in that they ONLY want to convince me to believe what THEY believe and not to really discuss any other option. Closed minds equals stupidity?
They wander off when they realise that I have questions that they cannot answer effectively, i.e without simply saying that "it is God's will" and so on. Pathetic.

Answer 3

I don't need help from that which does not exist, and I rather intensely dislike being disturbed by faith peddlers, so any religious person who knocks on my door is not going to have a good day.

Answer 4

When I used to live in Brooklyn... I had a lot of such expereinces... but I never opened the door... I know they can't help me in anyway with their nicely developed smiles and couple of illustrated books.

Answer 5

Ghostbusters!

Oh wait, wrong question......

anyways, a lot of time some poor people knocked at my door, usually I'd donate them money or offer them cold drinks. Makes me feel good.

Answer 6

yeah, but i was in the middle of my moon ritual at the time, it was either me in my feathered robe and hawk mask, or the ammount of sage smoke pouringour of the front door but for some reason they left rather quickly.

Answer 7

Yes I have .It was crazy .I love it when God shows off.<><