I see dead people

That was great. The Jehovah's Witnesses just stopped by and were taken aback at how enthusiastically my wife invited them in. Luckily (providentially!) she had just cleaned up the living room yesterday, so we had them in and parked them on the couch facing my book shelf. This is horribly prideful of me but I got a kick out of them glancing at the bookshelf teeming with commentaries and theological books. We spoke a bit about the nature of Jesus Christ, I brought up the "Who do you say that I am?" passage. They didn't want much to do with that line of questioning. We spent most of our time on hell and eternal damnation, with a liberal sprinkling of Reformed theology thrown in. It is way easier to explain stuff like hell and salvation when you approach it from a Reformed soteriology. We invited them back, they said they would come back next Saturday. I am not sure if they will, I hope so. Nothing beats lost people coming right to your door and being willing to hear the Gospel preached. I praise God that he opened my mind and emboldened my mouth to declare the oracles of God, and I pray for Dan and Victor that God would soften their hearts to hear His word.