This was left on my car's windshield.
The tract tells me my next move is to contact the local Independent Baptist Church and let the pastor share in the joy of my salvation. (You see, isn't Christian salvation so very simple and sure? Not only that, but NOW I KNOW I’m “Saved” . . . beyond a shadow of a doubt!)
So let’s say, after meeting and rejoicing in my new salvation with Baptist Pastor Jim, I go home praising God only to find two Jehovah Witnesses on my porch. I tell them that, without a doubt, I know I’m saved. To my surprise, they don’t rejoice with me, but tell me I’ve been tricked by Satan into a counterfeit religion. OK, maybe there was a misunderstanding here. Hey, as Pastor Jim puts it, I’m just a babe in Christ.
I’m starting to feel depressed. Pastor Jim did tell me that Satan and his army of demons would now likely attack. Since I would be at work the next day, I’d decided to tell my best friend Tom about my salvation so he and I could rejoice together in the Lord. Reality hits the next day after I tell Tom about my salvation experience only to be again strongly rebuked as he dogmatically tells the Church of Christ is the only true and original church started Jesus himself and that I must join his Church to be accepted by God.
I leave work now totally depressed and call Pastor Jim from my cell phone on the way home and tell him I’m fighting the greatest spiritual battle of my life. He tells me to "hang in there brother" and that Sunday’s sermon will address my spiritual trials and tribulations. Now, contrary to what Pastor Jim said before, he now tells me God is testing me to see if I will truly bear my cross for Jesus. (At this point I’m not sure if I’m fighting Satan and his whole army of demons or if God’s is testing my salvation to the limit or maybe, like in the Book of Job God and Satan have Double Teamed me! I turn to prayer for divine help trusting God will hear my pleas and send immediate help assuring me of my salvation.)
Just when I think I’m at the end of my rope and crying out to God at home for spiritual guidance, the door bell rings and there stands two of the finest looking young men with name tags telling me they are from The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, the Mormons . . . .