Thursday, November 25, 2010

The Preachers and the Turkeys

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     A few years ago, we were raising turkeys for Thanksgiving and Christmas. Some of the birds took it upon themselves to "free range." We had enough for Thanksgiving, so we let them run around the front part of the farm during the day. At night they went into a safe building, so no predators would get them.
     I was cleaning house, and looking lovely while I was doing so. Shorts, an old t-shirt, no make-up, and a ponytail on the top of my head. I pushed the roaring vacuum through the house while trying to think through the troubles of the world. I was interrupted by our over-salivating dog who saw someone at our front door. I put the vacuum aside and went to the door. Throw caution and fashion sense to the wind.
     I opened the door to find two squeaky clean gentlemen standing on my porch. I said, "Hello" and waited to see what they were selling. They introduced themselves as a preacher and his assistant and proceeded to tell me about their new church. I'm sure they thought they had a "live one." They finally had someone who'd listen to their speech. The fact was, I couldn't get a word in edgewise! As they spoke on, and on, and on, I looked around me. I then studied them. They were doing quite well with the conversation and really didn't need me. See, they asked a question and then immediately answered it. Excuse me, fellas, could I go back and finish vacuuming. See "Fang" in the house? Well, she leaves lots of dog hair everywhere. You don't need me. Just call if you get stumped for an answer. Okay?
     I wondered if they had dry cleaned their shirts. I wondered if either of them had a wife who could iron that well. I wondered if their wives had to plug them into a charger at night to get them to talk that fast, or that much. I wondered if men really wore wing-tipped dress shoes anymore. They did. Let me tell you, those puppies (the shoes)were shined.
     I almost missed my que. They asked me a question and waited for me to answer. The one standing closer to the door ( the preacher) had asked me, "Do you know the Lord?" My reply was, "Yes. Christ is my Savior." I wasn't just giving them any answer. I was giving them the right answer from my heart.
Their reaction was a bit strange. They kept looking at each other and shaking their heads. "That's good," was uttered by one of them. Perhaps both, I don't remember. I think they were ready to tell me something based on another answer. They acted surprised.
     They handed me their church brochure and were preparing to leave. I couldn't help myself. The devil made me do it! I said, "Could I ask you something?" They both seemed so happy that they might be needed. They waited patiently for my monumental question. Was this a life changing moment? "I was wondering, do you know you have turkey poop on those fancy shoes?" They both examined their shoes and a look of disgust came over them as they discovered the the blobs of stuff stuck to their shoes. They moved slowly towards the edge of the porch and explained that they needed to go. I said good-bye, and they moved slowly down the step and onto the grass. Surely it was a mine field! Then one started scraping his shoes on the grass as he moved further away from the house. First one shoe, then the other. They were both twisting their feet to get the entire shoe cleaned, while moving along in some strange dance pattern. My daughter and I watched out the window and just about rolled on the floor as the two men did these unusual steps. They left and to this day I wonder if they still wear wing-tipped shoes for farm visits.

* Note  #1- I am in no way making fun of the concept of sharing one's faith. I am showing you a character study of two people who were not familiar with farms. And one very silly farm wife who was ever so stylish that day!
Note  #2- No preachers were hurt in the production of this story!



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4 comments:

  1. Cute story, and you painted the scene well for us!

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  2. Love this story! Have a Happy Thanksgiving!!

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  3. You are so funny, I could see it in my mind. I bet they weren't expecting that answer to come out of your mouth. I wish I had been there.
    I loved that they had really stepped in it and you noticed it. Aw life is so much fun. Have a wonderful day with your family.

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  4. Cute story. It brought a smile to my face.

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