Watchtower Lies Cleaning up No. 34
Today I felt the need to reformulate some of the sayings that were inspired by the Jehovah's Witnesses' confirmation of Christ's death sentence.
This caused me to be quite late and I had an appointment with my motorcycle repair shop at the same time. But they didn't open, so I thought I'd take my time. The Jehovah's Witnesses in Speyer stay at the stand longer than those in Bruchsal. After laminating the DIN A4 pages I just drove off. But surprisingly there were no Jehovah's Witnesses in Speyer, so I assumed they had a congress or something like that.
At the very end of the pedestrian zone I met a stand of the Freie Christen Neulußheim.
The short conversation with them was good. I hereby return your blessing: I also wish you the blessing of God.
At a goose step I went back in the direction of my motorbike, perhaps to visit the Jehovah's Witnesses at the bookstall in Bruchsal for a few more minutes. But the Jehovah's Witness, who had spoken to the spyke 14 days earlier, who then betrayed himself, stood at a corner and held his material in front of him. I stood in front of him and he distorted his face at the sight of the new aphorisms. Sometimes his smile turned into a tortured facial expression, but he let it be known that he would not give way. As time went by, I took one sentence after another out of my backpack and when a ashen nun appeared, I also took out the sign that reads, "Whoever worships Mary, practices idolatry. Unfortunately the nun was faster. But I held the shield up to the Jehovah's Witness, waved at him and pointed my finger at the shield. He was calm, but realized that not only the Watchtower Society was challenging objective criticism, but also the Catholic Church.
For over an hour, this Jehovah's Witness endured the callous conviction of the Watchtower Doctrine. His sovereignty, however, was clearly pitted, which could be recognized by the fact that he was grateful for every acquaintance who passed by and whom he could greet. Many people immediately recognized the deadly heresy of the Watchtower Society, and it got on Jehovah's Witness's nerves. Shortly after 12 p.m. he broke off his mission and I was able to pick up my motorcycle at 1 p.m. on time. I should have left my point of view at exactly the same moment as he did, but he beat me to it.
He bought himself another pretzel and I waved to him, gave him a goodbye. After reacting humanly positive for a second, he pulled himself together and shook his head seriously. He couldn't accept a greeting from such a worldly man like me.
Today showed me very clearly that all planning is in the hands of the Lord Jesus. Even the profane, minor problem of picking up the motorbike was surely solved. No one can top God's planning. Human organization must fail, even if it raises a lot of money through artistic brainwashing and manipulation.