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Originally Posted by Ohio
Door-knocking began in Taipei back in ~1985, when Americans were highly respected, and almost held in awe, by the Taiwanese. Then the statistics were doctored to "prove" what a great success Lee had become in his "laboratory."
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Well...what was it I did when I went door to door in the mid 70s?? We did not simply invite them to a pot lock dinner on Saturday night. We told them them we were Christians and shared a short testimony of how we came to the Lord.
It pretty much stopped in 1977 when we stopped meeting 'corporately' in the meeting hall and started having home meetings and going after the 'good college material'.
That door knocking started up AGAIN in a more aggressive manner or took on a different twist I will accept but I started going door knocking the same week I got saved! Maybe the people in Taipai went door knocking every day?? And to what end? Were they inviting them to meetings, or simply handing out leaflets or what? I don't understand. I left in 1978ish remember?
I know we went door knocking on Thursdays and Saturday mornings with the intention of inviting them to the gospel/love feast.
I got saved on a
Monday. After work, I had dinner at a sisters house where 7 sisters lived with a family (elders). After dinner, I went to a new believers meeting at another home.
Tuesday after work, I returned to their house at their invitation for dinner and from there I attended my first prayer meeting at the meeting hall. I got baptized that night.
Wednesday. Dinner again, more fellowship and a meeting at the meeting hall.
Thursday. Dinner again and then I accompanied 3 other sisters DOOR KNOCKING. It was fun.
Friday. Dinner again followed by the Friday night meeting at the meeting hall.
Saturday. I attended my first gospel/love feast and testified about my salvation that week. I was soaring with the Lord. I loved that week. I spent the night at the sisters home.
Sunday, I attended the morning meeting. After that meeting, another family invited me over for lunch, and then went back to the hall for my first Lord's Table meeting.
I moved in with the saints that night.
This was in January 1975 in San Diego.
In fact my anniversary of getting saved is coming up. It was Monday morning January 13, around 9:30am , I prayed at work with a brother in Christ who was in the LC. He had been sharing the Word of God with me (NOT life studies or footnotes) WITH a real LIVE BIBLE. There were about 7-8 LCrs working where I worked. We were all in our 20s.
Through all my ups and downs,
I am forever grateful for God's unending Love, Mercy, and Patience with me. I am so humbled that He chose me before the foundation of the world knowing quite well I would be a handful.
Can I say God bless HIM??
Surely my soul blesses the LORD.
God bless this forum that is giving hope to the down trodden, discouraged, and heart broken.
Carol