Books that I have or have read are: Room, The Help and Game of Thrones, so cross those off of the list, but anything else please feel free to throw out there. I'm open to genre.
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I have no problem with anyone wanting to be whatever religion they choose, I have no problems with Atheists either. Live and let Live is my motto. I'm not going to drag you to my church, but if you ask a question about my church or religion, I will be happy to answer to the best of my knowledge. First I had to worry about the JWs proselytizing, knocking on my door on Easter or Christmas morning, almost running me down in the street shoving their magazine in my face. For years and years I've had to deal with this. I finally learned a few 'funny' things to do.
1. I cross myself and mumble 'Ave Maria, Sancta Maria'.
2. When they ask "May I interest you..." I reply "No you may not..."
3. Start singing some obscure Catholic Hymn (preferably in Latin).
One thing I want to do but don't have the guts is to pull out some Holy Water and scream "The power of Christ compels you!"
I like Mormons, my ex-father in law is a Mormon. I actually went to an LDS service once. Wasn't my cup of tea, but they were always very polite. Lately this hasn't been the case, and I think it has to do with the type of Mormon missionary. Now, I know that sounds strange, but here is what I've noticed over the years.
The Mormons from Utah are white. They are always polite. If you tell them that you are not interested or that you already go to XYZ church, they smile and leave you alone.
Now I've noticed (in my neck of the woods) they are no longer always white. I've come across only 2 non-white young missionaries. One male and one female. The male one came to my door with a Utah Mormon. I politely told them that I was Catholic (I also had a religious sign on my door that was in Spanish). They wanted to leave me the Book of Mormon, I told them that I already have it. The Latino Mormon put his foot in my door so I couldn't close it. WTF! I looked at him like he was out of his mind.
The other day I'm walking in the street and a Latina Mormon smiled at me and asked me if she can talk to me about the church of LDS. I told her "No thanks." I kept walking, she said "Can I give you a card with some information?"...No lady you cannot. I already said I was not interested. But I didn't say that, I just said "I'm Catholic." She still hesitated some like she was going to say more but didn't.
Everyone that walks the street isn't a lost soul.
I notice the only time they don't bother us (either JW or Mormons) is when my daughter is in her school uniform. One piratically has to wear a giant crucifix around their neck in order to be left alone.
Central Park Boaters
A bit of Fall in the Summer
Lilly Pads
Reflections