Knock, Knock; Someone’s in Trouble (standard:humor, 906 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: Feb 28 2021	Views/Reads: 1140/825	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
I think this is hard to do for many reasons. God can give me the strength to do this for his honor and glory.

For some reason, the last several weeks we have been getting many
visitors at our door. I'm not sure if this is a general trend or if it 
is just our door. 

Some of them have been salesmen, religious people, scam artists, and a
host of other people. They only had one goal in mind, and that was to 
get our money. 

I guess I have not realized how wealthy I am. Everybody wants my money.
If they only knew how little money I had, they would be running away 
from our house. I can't even get my money because I'm not sure where it 
is. 

This year the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage and I will have been
married 50 years. I think my wife married me for my money, but in the 
last 50 years, she has not found any of it. I'll give her another 50 
years, and then we are going to have to reexamine the situation. When 
she does find it, we will take a vacation to Hawaii. 

Money we have not, and the more they pester us for our money, the more
frustration we acquire. If they want frustration, we have plenty of 
that and are more than happy to give it to them. 

My wife and I are very frugal when it comes to money because we do not
have that much. But the money we do have will stay in our account and 
not be given to somebody who wants to sell us an extended car warranty 
policy. Every time they call about that, I have something I want to 
extend to them, and it is not money. 

When someone calls on the phone, you can always hang up or not even
answer it. When somebody knocks on your door, you do not have that kind 
of choice. You do not know who is there or what they want. 

It might be somebody scoping the neighborhood for a house to rob. 

Because my wife knows everybody in the neighborhood, as soon as someone
knocks at our door and almost before the door is closed, she has texted 
everybody on the street to be aware of someone coming to knock on the 
door. It is great when a neighborhood hangs together. 

Once two Jehovah's Witnesses came to our door, and I happened to answer
it. 

They introduced themselves, then I introduced myself as a pastor and
began a sermon right there at the front door. I have 100 sermons in my 
mind ready to use. I kept preaching, and they tried to interrupt, but 
you can never interrupt a preacher. 

Before I got to the end of my sermon, they turned around and walked away
as fast as I have ever seen anybody walk away. After all, they came to 
my door. 

Then we had several men come by wanting to come inside and show us how
solar energy could save us a bundle of money. 

Fortunately, for us, it was the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage that
answers the door for them. If you think you can get in our house and 
get by her, you really have not gotten up this morning and had your 
coffee. 

A few weeks ago, it was getting terrible. Almost every day, someone was
at the door knocking. I usually handle the phone calls, and she handles 
the door. 

I could see she was getting frustrated, and I understood, quite
severely. 

She just finished making our lunch, and we just sat down and began to
enjoy our lunch together. 

Then, someone knocked at the door. 

My wife sighed very deeply and said, "Whoever that is, I'm going to give
them a piece of my mind. I'm tired of this." 



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