I heard male voices outside my kitchen window. I surmised that someone had come to cut the wild grass that had been growing all summer in the backyard next door. My cat got lost in the tall grass.
I put in earplugs, and then my earmuff industrial noise protection over the head unit. I could still hear the loud gas powered lawn mowers the two men used. Then came the leaf blowers. I had something outside in my sun oven but thought I'd just wait until the landscape workers left and I didn't face any noise.
I looked out the front window and saw the two men getting back in a black truck I had seen them get their equipment from. So, I went out the back door.
As I walk up the side walk to the sun oven a young man came back around the front and opened the neighbor's gate.
I said, "Hi."
"Hi," he said as he moved to the back.
He turned with a concerned look and I wondered what his concern was. He was in his twenties and bald with a big beard. He had on a white tank top.
"I just want to tell you how the Lord Jesus has changed my life," he said looking at me.
What?
Please allow me to introduce myself....
I thought of passing politely on the subject and congratulating the young man, but, I didn't.
I took the bait.
"Jesus never existed," I said. "The whole thing is a story."
