For some reason I think Trelawnyd experiences a larger than usual number of visiting Jehovah's witnesses than regular places, I could be wrong, after all I am around the village on a daily basis and strangers have a tendency to stand out somewhat from the normal routine - but in general there does seem an awful lot of them around .
I understand that according to Jehovah's belief "Jesus told his followers to “make disciples of people of all the nations,”, and going out into the community to "spread the word" is an integral part of the faith but I must admit that even though I am irritated by my perceived "intrusiveness" of their preaching, I hold a begrudging respect for their optimism and positivity in a world that hates door to door evangelism, cold calling of any kind and religion in general.
It must be a thankless job to do, after all the general public can be incredibly rude when it wants to be (Believe me I am a nurse I KNOW!) but at least if the weather in nice, a walk around an unreceptive Welsh village is at least a scenic amble!
Yesterday two middle aged ladies called at the cottage. Although friendly, the sight of a bulldog flanked by a trio of terriers kept both women at the gate which I was thankful for, and I already had rehearsed a polite "no thank you" comment as one lady offered me a leaflet to read.
"No thank you" is a bloody hard phrase to say when someone is being dreadfully polite. It has to thrust into the conversation with equal politeness, and that takes skill, timing and opportunity.
Yesterday, as the woman really got going, I wondered just how many people listen properly to this cold calling kind of preaching, surely even the Jehovah Witnesses big wigs could re interpret Jesus' preaching instructions for the 21st Century and would be content to with something on facebook or even twitter?
It would cut down on a great deal of shoe leather, slammed doors and constant rejection.
In the end , I smiled a huge smile and said "Best stop there, I am afraid, I really am not interested. Thank you anyway" and the woman immediately knew that the "interview" was over.
In that typical English way, I did feel a little guilty and in way of lightening the encounter
I pointed to Mabel who had her paws up on the wall, blowing kisses at the strangers and said
"she wants to kiss you"
The woman lent down kissed Mabel on the nose and said brightly
"Jesus loves you too"
It made Mabel's morning
and it made me smile
"Have a good day" I called after the ladies
And I meant it