By Annelise Jagitsch
“I’m not interested.” And that was it. The door shut and I turned around to leave. I was doing islands and so I crossed the road and started on the next one. I finished the entire island and was back across the street from that house.
“Are you selling books?” It was a boy around my age in the driveway across the street. I said I was and he walked toward me. “You should come to show my mom and grandma. They would get some of your books.” I didn’t know how to tell this kid that his mom had shut the door in my face. I mentioned that I had been to his house but he insisted that I come back. I followed him back to the door and he went inside and came back with his mom. She smiled and invited me in. “I’m sorry about earlier. I wasn’t sure who you were and I was on the phone.” I told her it was alright. Then they asked to see my books, so I pulled them out and gave them the canvas.
All three of them, Grandma, mom, and teenage son, were interested in the books. They asked me all kinds of questions about where I was from, what I was doing here, and what I would be doing in the future. The son was interested in airplanes and flying so we talked about airplanes and mission aviation for a while. When they decided that they wanted all the books they took a minute to decide who would pay for what books and then gave a check, cash, and a cold water bottle. They talked to me for a bit longer and then I had to go.
I was so blessed by this experience. At first, it seemed that the people in this home were not interested and even rude. But I had just walked up at the wrong time at first. When I went back they were kind and very interested. They bought my whole bag of books and we were able to pray together and connect over a few things like the son's interest in aviation. They encouraged me. Even though at first I wasn't having a good time God blessed me with an awesome experience and some really cool people.