Not interpreting the bible, my job is a historical interpreter, anywho, So I am busy interpreting to these people (and older gent and lady) and after I finish showing them the very special room in my house that we only would use 3 maybe 5 times a year, he hands me this (Cornrstone Baptist) tract. "Where will you spend eternity?". My first thought was, who brings those to a museum to pass out to the employees? Then I started to think more and more. Was he trying to save Trevor, the Christian who doesn't know his place under God (and whom this man never met cause I don't leave character), or was he trying to save Hryhorii Grekul, the Orthodox farmsteader from 1919? Anywho, if it is still in the meeting room on Monday, I am going to start a collection of tracts...I've already got two from the mail box Anywho, I just felt the need to tell this story because it was pee-my-pants funny at the time. Oh, and the guys wife had THE best southern drawl accent...lol, it was a riot
