While at my Mum's house, I got a visit from a couple of handsome older gentlemen who wished to talk to me about the imminent coming of Jesus. They introduced themselves as Ray and Gary.
I love talking to these people. Generally, they are pleasant and charming and I have some respect for people who care about their faith so much that they would accept so much rejection.
"The Bible says that Jesus is coming soon," said Ray, reaching for his pamphlet.
"You guys have been saying that for quite some time, y'know," I replied. Gary snickered, but recovered quickly.
"That's fair," he shugged. "But it's important to be ready."
"Besides," I interjected, "What is the concept of soon to an infinite being that knows nothing of time? If God is going to create a world of beings who live finite lives, you'd think it would not speak vaguely about time with words like Soon. It would know that an infinite concept of Soon needs to be converted to a finite concept of a precise Date."
This statement stymied them both for a moment." You're an interesting man to discuss these things with," Ray said finally.
"That is very kind of you to say, Ray. "
"Do you think we could come back to discuss this further sometime?" He began to reach for his datebook.
"Sorry Ray, but I'm only visiting my Mum for a couple of days. I need to get back to Montreal soon."
Disappointed, Ray put his datebook back, but before he could say anything, I grinned and said "And Ray, by soon, I mean tomorrow."
We shook hands and bid each other a good-day.
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