Not long ago, I posted an entry about Bible thumpers who came knocking on my door. Funny, I ran into another one… this time by snail mail. Yes, paper, pen, stamp, and all. Here’s the note (nothing changed):
My name is Gayle. I volunteer with people who are deaf and hard of hearing. I have a deaf daughter. I want to share information we have, DVD’s all in ASL sign language that help us get closer to God. I know different people have different religions. That is OK. We have many DVDs and videos all in sign language with information from the Bible that talk about the wonderful future God has planned for people who get to know him and want to live with people who have good actions.
As Moses helped lead the Israelites to the Promised Land God has wonderful hope for us to live in a world with peace — where people are happy. Please read Psalm 37:10, 11, and 28, 29. I would like a chance to show you the DVDs and you decide if you want to learn more about the Bible in ASL sign language. My sidekick number… [of course, I omit this].
First, she didn’t even leave a return address on the envelope. She didn’t mention the company or Web site with the products. Just gave me her email address to her Sidekick. And she signs off with “Love?” I know we’re all G-d’s people and we should love each other, but she is still a total stranger. If she knew me, she would know I don’t know ASL.
Second, isn’t religion a personal thing? Not something you talk about with a total stranger the first time you introduce yourself. True, missionaries go door to door, but she isn’t a missionary. While I’m happy to have an intelligent discussion about religion, it’s usually with people I know not a stranger. Politics and religion… those two hot topics are reserved for when you get to know people better. Blogging doesn’t count.
I give her points for taking the time to write a letter in her own handwriting. She could go far if she talked about something other than religion and a product that wasn’t religious and drop the love thing.
It was an interested letter to say the least.